Kornbread - Feels Good lyrics
rate mefeat. Chevy Jones
No time like the present, glass to the heavens
Grind manifested, we done made it out the pressure
Walk through the furnace on stage
Land of the brave, make ways to get paid
Gas up the lane, propellies in the paint
Pedal’s to the floor, mash more we see them flames
And boy I’m so beastie with these honamono peers
Lilies by the bottles, martini’s with the lease
Ot easy like igy misanchi, and overseas...
Full traffic on the kind of the
...the bottom of, snakes in my grass cut
Don’t wanna get lime with them
Follow up may heart says mama always told me
Mazel to the ceiling, celebrating this moment
We elevated, game of the night like we own it
Cause this feeling of success it get live by the sober life, like, like
[Hook]
I wanna kick back a little, relax a little
I, I, I wanna enjoy the moment
Live for the moment
I gotta pinch myself to sleep
Cause this is real
I worked so hard just to get here
And it feels good
Still on a journey, more money, more lines to push
Like kush 50 sack, waist line, mini mac
Double off zips, hit the vegas strip, triple that
Black jack, double down, tryina hit 100 thous
We back on it, drew up a plan, put some racks on it
Yap loaded, the game’s locked, had to back throw it
We on now, what they hittin on
Still rollin, we ain’t tappin out,
Till tap the paint, call me...
Way twisted, lean and ...got my face twisted
Banana cognac, blowing on that santa ana
Eyes on the prize, and I see that bitch in panorama
Yeah, yeah, you see these parents throw they hands up
Parent in the back, jamming, strumming out a classic
Head noddin, to the base line’s bottom
Screams for that encore
[Hook]
I wanna kick back a little, relax a little
I, I, I wanna enjoy the moment
Live for the moment
I gotta pinch myself to sleep
Cause this is real
I worked so hard just to get here
And it feels good
Burn the ella, open the umbrellas
Raining on these haters, parade awake ...
City slick a spitter fresh in cherry red get up
Underground dwell up, buried bread never
Forever I prevail, watched by cherabims in heaven
But humble though, contaminos, whatever getting together
Never derelict the duty, you mad homie, sue me
Mask on, suede style, watching for the hoodies
Still blow fish puffin, 2 11 duffin
The homies on the oven, baking dope boy muffins
Yeah I’m on the bangers, no noise stompers
No passing for the suckers homie, this is our summer
We grind for the ...stacking up the...
No sleep, no slumber, leave a fake then I’m jumpin
They on the bumpers now, same bread I fucks with them
But didn’t know me when I didn’t have nothing, nigga
[Hook]
I wanna kick back a little, relax a little
I, I, I wanna enjoy the moment
Live for the moment
I gotta pinch myself to sleep
Cause this is real
I worked so hard just to get here
And it feels good.
