Feeling Good

[Intro]
I need to know if you're down for me yeah yeah
I've seen some things that you wouldn't believe
Yeah how can you tell me that you love me than be gone
After what we shared are we ever moving on
How you gonna leave my emotions still torn
Why you gotta go and make me write another song
Ok ok ok yeah yeah

[Chorus]
Yeah I been feeling good I been feeling just fine
I been making hits since I was like nine
Got these labels talking I don't follow through with signs
Unless its heads down hands up to the sky
Run it up run it up run it up and decline
I might have to go and strip you down to your Kleins
I might have to go and call you out for the lies
She been photoshopping she been smoothing out her thighs

[Verse 1]
I was staying humble but I need to draw a line
All I hear is mumble what you saying please define
When this shit drops all these people like a mime
Sorry gotta go gotta go get mine
Run it up take it and count it and sum it up (sum it up)
I was a hundred a hundred up
Until I got greedy and double up (double up)
Ah shit out of luck
They cannot see me just fuck it up (no)
It was a game it was a game and I done just levelled up (just leveled up)
I might sell a show out in Sydney (Sydney)
Got my city calling like they miss me (miss me)
You know we get around like a frisby
You know we run the town like its Quimby (Quimby)
I dont fuck with brands I shop thrifty (thrifty)
I ain't playing smalls like its Biggie (ok)
Yeh you know I'm playing big like the theory (ok)
Yeh and if she want the bang its a quickie I'm busy

[Chorus]
I been feeling good I been feeling just fine
I been making hits since I was like nine (woh)
Got these labels talking I don't follow through with signs
Unless its heads down hands up to the sky
Run it up run it up run it up and decline
I might have to go and strip you down to your Kleins
I might have to go and call you out for the lies
She been photoshopping she been smoothing out her thighs

[Verse 2]
Mix it up I made the beat turn the levels up (yah yah yah)
Flow is too hot fuck the devil up
Cheers to the best in my metal cup (metal cup)
Word of mouth
Thats' how I got all my numbers up
These people got plugs like a rubber duck
They're signed the whole time it's a cover up (it's a cover up)

[OUTRO VERSE]
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah they got a taste they got a taste
And now they scared I see their face
They out of place we don't compare theres not a trace (no)
This not a race
I am prepared for what it takes
I'm feeling great I'm feeling blessed for everyday
For every play I am obsessed these songs I make
Each every take there is no rest I cannot wait (no)
I've got a date with the best I'm running late (running running)
I'm feeling fine I'm feeling great