Kembe X - Feeling Like The Man lyrics

rate me

(Hook x2)

And I be feelin' like the man, fuck what everybody sayin'

Feelin' like the man, fuck what anybody sayin'

Feelin' like the man, fuck what anybody sayin'

Feelin' get in, tell me fair, is there anybody else?

(Verse)

We had Remi bottles, Henny bottles by the box

Bullshittin', celebratin', watch my niggas graduate from penny stocks

Life a mystery, got us like what the fuck is in this box

Lemme guess, bet my carry customer, my Bentley stock

Show no love to any thot, but this rap shit lookin' hella sweet

Rappers lookin' like Willie Wonka, I got hits like Willy Mays

Back to back to back, that's that rap hit succession

Wanna match?! It's a session! Goin' down, right now

Bring yo ass, bring yo gas, and three four packs

Of whateva you will grab, got a problem? We can talk it out

We got the gift of Gap, cuz we Gods

If we not, shit, G ain't grab the Smith and Weston

(Boom boom) These niggas got a problem with me?

They want a problem with squad, gang, and all of their heat?

Half of my team teems and they all on their feet

I be lit cuz I'm a enlightened, and it's also the beat

(Hook x2)

(Verse 2)

And I was Long Beach, Hollywood, Bel Air

Wood Law, Stony Island, Fort Tent

Soundscape, classic, antic, ditchin' class

Meeting up with she, talking perfect balance

Got cars, smokin' dope, in the queer, rare headed

09, when I was selling Knicks games, they makin' their bands

Watchin' everybody turn to wanna-bes and minnie men

Bitches resume like 50 Cent, 'Many Men'

Got yo chronic dope I ship across the country

Nowadays I just want bands, fuck an Uncle Sam

It's sad what the crack did to my uncles, man

My fault, how they say you bangin', say they luv ya, haaa?

I'm more than a man, I'm rolling a grander

Comatose, hope I don't sell my soul

I prefer an animal than bein' off on Xanax

Luv to reminisce, cuz we did it how we planned

Fuck you sayin?

(Hook x2)