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letra de feeling a way - malz monday

[verse 1]
keep pushing my b-ttons while they tryin’ get a n-gga out of character
i let you slide on the first time after that it’s a red flag alert
you wanted me to go to war for you but i had to fight my own battles first
i’ve been tryna find balance, getting better by the end of every calendar
i’m just tryna spend my days doing what i love while i’m getting payed from it
blow a bag with the same woman who was down when i ain’t made nothing
trust fund for my lil’ ones with a credit score in the eight hundreds
but you can’t fake want it, man i gotta get out therе and shake something huh
heard you sold your soul for a littlе bit dough, now you’re feeling uneasy
when the bread get low, when you lose control, the [?] is easy
really you n-ggas some hoes, they f-cking you over, you knew they were sleazy
eatin’ out the palm of their hand of the man like who said pimpin’ ain’t easy huh?
it just don’t feel right kid, why do i feel like this? baby it’s real out here
i ain’t got time to f-ck around now i’m dealing with real life sh-t
i might bruise, i might bend but i don’t break ’cause i’m built like this
let’s get it

[hook]
roll up the [?] now i’m feeling okay
somewhere in the clouds i been in a daze
if you ain’t gon’ help me don’t get in the way
tomorrow ain’t problems, i’m living today
run it up, tell her it can’t fit in the safe
f-ck a vacay i like checks at the bank
get in the game it ain’t give me a thing
’cause i ain’t gon’ lie, i’ve been feeling some way
roll up the [?] now i’m feeling okay
somewhere in the clouds i been in a daze
if you ain’t gon’ help me don’t get in the way
tomorrow ain’t problems, i’m living today
run it up, tell her it can’t fit in the safe
f-ck a vacay i like checks at the bank
get in the game it ain’t give me a thing
’cause i ain’t gon’ lie, i’ve been feeling some way
[verse 2]
tryna get right though, but in this life though, living ain’t easy
how you gon’ judge me, when you do dirt too, you ain’t on [?] free
back in the bullsh-t, feeling like quicksand, i was in knee deep
even my day one, n-gga done switched up, he done got greedy
can’t even fold ’em, they already told ’em the money is the root to evil
i gotta grind for my son, gotta grind for my daughter ’cause i gotta feed them
i got a feeling, it’s my time to get it, don’t know why they looking at me greasy
f-ck it though, i’m just get on my grizzly, i heard they talkin’ but don’t wanna see me
yeah, out of mind, out of sight, these n-ggas tryna keep up on a pedal bike
they tryna blow out my candle light, but i gotta blow like a dandelion
if i had to say it twice it’s too many times, they gotta read in between the lines
i had to earn my adida stripes, i had to learn how to see inside
tryna get bankroll, pull up in a brand new coup with the brain off
still be the same so, they getting to the money but them n-ggas be lame though
get back and i lay low, what can they say though? what did they bring to the table? huh?

- malz monday

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