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Feeling Lyrics by A-Rushh

Toast to the Good Life Mixtape

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[Hook]
Feelin' really mothafuckin' happy where I'm at
If y'all are showin' love, I'ma give it right back
A phony homie, no G, I am never like that
If you get the wrong impression of me, homie my bad
Cause all we do is work hard, all we do is grind
All we do is have fun all the fuckin' time
Man I'm so high, I got a clear view
To the people that I love, you can come here too
Uh

[Verse 1]
Don't give me any answers, if I ain't askin
I stay movin' all the time, you barely even packin'
Come and take a ride with me, make sure your belt is fastened
I hope you don't mind if it's my music that we blastin'
I ride to my own shit, old people graspin'
The fact that I'm 22 and sound like a classic
Man I got the passion, fuck it if they laughin'
The ambition I contain is ambition they lackin'
You should get to know me cause even if you owe me
I'll never hold a grudge, tell that scary bitch to blow me
Left hand on the keyboard, yo I'm low-key
Man I stay old school like there are no threes
I'm a Filipino hippie but I hate bein' filthy
If I can't kick it, yo I'm busy bein' busy
And here is some advice even for the fuckin' kings
If you're happy where your at, don't change a fuckin' thing

[Break]
Straight west coastin', sun roof open
Workin' in the city but live near the ocean
No position that I'd rather be in
They can never try to hurt me cause I love this fuckin' feelin
Uh

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
It would be a lie, if I didn't want the top spot
With no fuckin' drama cruisin in a drop top
Yeah, walk in my shoes, they will not knot
You a fuckin' joke, Ha Ha, knock knock
Uh, exit Long Beach boulevard, gettin' off the 405
Coming home from work late, I can't wait to smoke tonight
Boo rockin' that crop top, that I bought from Top Shop
I love to give here presents for her mothafuckin' presence
Yeah, doin' what I can cause I'm doin' what I want
Fuck sittin' in the back, yo I'm movin' to the front
I'm tryna obtain what I do not have
Yo I'm finished with school, but I still got class
Uh, hoopin' on the weekends, lacin' up my nikes
Ballin' everybody up, layin' up nicely
Filipino, many family members right behind me
So if you got a problem, better say it politely

[Break]

[Hook]
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About “Feeling” by A-Rushh

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