Feelin’ My Self_Ref 06.08.19

By Logic

On NO PRESSURE [Original]

Released on September 18, 2023

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[Intro]

You, you, you, you, you, you, you

You, you, you, you, you, you, you

You, you, you, you, you, you, you

You, you, you, you, you, you, you

Yeah, yeah, ayo, ayo


[Chorus]

Feelin' myself, I'm feelin' myself

Fresh to death bitch I'm killing myself

Feelin' myself, I'm feelin' myself

Fresh to death bitch I'm killing myself


[Verse]

I'm feeling arrogant, all up in your system like heroin, it’s easy

Know my beats bumpin' like Yeezy

"Wu Tang Forever," get the C.R.E.A.M., shit's breezy

Whip out my dick, how it taste?

I’m cummin' on your face, I’m a savage, your shit is average

Ha, yeah, on this day, we become legendary

Everything we dreamed of, bitch, I cleaned up and rolled out

The Illest mothеrfucker on the scenе, don’t bring yo' hoe out

Louis on my feet, best believe I'ma show out

My shit bananas, no doubt

Yeah, yeah, you bet' not bring your ho out

You motherfuckers ain’t got no clout

Kick in the door, waving the .44

Bobby-Boy ain’t never rapped on some shit like this before

Contradictin' himself on every other song

I got different moods for different occasions

My shit is amazing, I'm barely scratching the surface, I’m barely fucking grazing

On my beat machine, dropping gems like black raisin

I gotta leave the booth 'cause my homeboy's blazing

I'm tryna get so high that not a fuckin' thing phase him

Oh yeah, uh


[Chorus]

Feelin' myself, I'm feelin' myself

Fresh to death I'm fuckin' killing myself

Feelin' myself, Bobby feelin' himself

Fresh to death I'm fuckin' killing myself