Kevin Gates

Kevin Gates - In My Feelings lyrics

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(Intro)

Sumetimes yeah sumetime I'm in my feelings

(Verse)

Don't no one understand me

Supply and demand all this shit get demandin'

Why the fuck is you standin'?

Ova there seekin' a handout I'm not finna hand it, god damn it

Tattoos on my neck that read Kayla and Brandon

My nephew was born premature

I prayed from em', everyday for em'

He'll smile at me make a face for em'

My auntie say thanks which I couldn't believe and I act as if that don't exist

Too much respect for to call you a bitch

All praise go to heaven your god don't exist

Love everythin' and everybody

Black sheeps scum of the earth

With popular people I don't fit

They was stupid they focus on bullshit

Now the whips they be drivin' is bullshit

Yo pastor lie to you right from the pulpit

Go hard or starve

No wait on God

Give him your money? That's bullshit

Full clips and a firearm

Put it in a ho name so I buy it for em

Pockets was slim as a diet form

Good dope sell itself want to try it for em?

Smoke out hotel rooms and set off the fire alarm

BWA start a riot for em

I don't get tired, what you tired of?

Call what's her name say she tied up

My mind goin' negative fuck your perspective

These interviews really got pussy

Otha men gossipin' just like a woman

(Hook)

Don't worry I'm just in my feelings

It's not a bad thing bae

It's nice to have sumeone that understands me bae

Cause we're the real thing bae

I really love the fact that you can feel me bae

In my feelings

Sumetime yeah sumetime I'm my feelings (x3)

(Verse 2)

Here we go again more problems

Back against the wall feeling boxed in

Obnoxious, I been labeled

Lendin' helpin' hands when I'm able

Seem like everybody ungrateful

When they eva brought food to my table?

Unappreciative it don't phase me

See envy all in they faces

You ain't help or write a rap or do a day in jail

I ain't see yo name on no paper

Hard on hoes I been scarred

Betrayal left a hole in my heart

Blood sweat and tears went into this

How you think you deserve part?

Child support court or get fought

All the best lawyers get bought

Let that otha nigga take care of that

You be on his dick like his shit raw

Lied to you in his friend car

Sold you a dream and you got caught

These hoes want rap niggas or a athlete that play ball

Sip coffee peep it don't talk

Handle shit horribly we fall off

I was just tryna be a real friend to you now I'm wishin' that we get lost

We was only fifteen at ya mama house

Clicked ova hold up miss call

Phone ringin' damn its my dawg

Thinkin' like how the fuck he know ya'll?

In the same breath start hikin' sayin' to myself really that's foul

(Hook)

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