Maybe if only these niggas weren't phony and I couldn't see it a mile away
I need a way to get from A to B need to clear my head i need some time away
Thought I was going to Austin but then I got lost and realized I'm on interstate
You better hit my line ima blow up and by they you gone realize it's way to late
Counting my counting my money up but I'm not tryna get lost in the paper chase
Thinking of what ima say to my momma but it never comes out the proper way
Go to my girl house now her dad home so a nigga gone go out the other way
Dammit I'm feeling the love today
Dammit I'm feeling the love today
If you see me sinning nigga look the other way
If a nigga in a penitentiary would you write a message everyday
You ain't even gotta say wussup just don't say anything in the first place
It don't feel like I'm at home even though San Antonio my birth place
Out cast
Either way ima get cash
Big bro got the click clack
Hit yo teeth like a tick tack
Get mad
Pockets still finna get fat
In the water with no life jacket
Still I snap like a kit Kat
Bar
Driving in foreign cars
I'm swiping my debit card
Cause I got a lot
She can't even get my dick hard
I'm used to them foreign broads
With all I got
You'd think that ide be content
This is to be continued
I ain't stopping till I'm popping at every venue
And my my niggas eating too
Maybe if only these niggas weren't phony and I couldn't see it a mile away
I need a way to get from A to B need to clear my head i need some time away
Thought I was going to Austin but then I got lost and realized I'm on interstate
You better hit my line ima blow up and by they you gone realize it's way to late
Counting my counting my money up but I'm not tryna get lost in the paper chase
Thinking of what ima say to my momma but it never comes out the proper way
Go to my girl house now her dad home so a nigga gone go out the other way
Dammit I'm feeling the love
Dammit I'm feeling the love
Marcus the Messiah - Love Lyrics
Marcus the Messiah - Love Lyrics
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Maybe if only these niggas weren't phony and I couldn't see it a mile away
I need a way to get from A to B need to clear my head i need some time away
Thought I was going to Austin but then I got lost and realized I'm on interstate
You better hit my line ima blow up and by they you gone realize it's way to late
Counting my counting my money up but I'm not tryna get lost in the paper chase
Thinking of what ima say to my momma but it never comes out the proper way
Go to my girl house now her dad home so a nigga gone go out the other way
Dammit I'm feeling the love today
Dammit I'm feeling the love today
If you see me sinning nigga look the other way
If a nigga in a penitentiary would you write a message everyday
You ain't even gotta say wussup just don't say anything in the first place
It don't feel like I'm at home even though San Antonio my birth place
Out cast
Either way ima get cash
Big bro got the click clack
Hit yo teeth like a tick tack
Get mad
Pockets still finna get fat
In the water with no life jacket
Still I snap like a kit Kat
Bar
Driving in foreign cars
I'm swiping my debit card
Cause I got a lot
She can't even get my dick hard
I'm used to them foreign broads
With all I got
You'd think that ide be content
This is to be continued
I ain't stopping till I'm popping at every venue
And my my niggas eating too
Maybe if only these niggas weren't phony and I couldn't see it a mile away
I need a way to get from A to B need to clear my head i need some time away
Thought I was going to Austin but then I got lost and realized I'm on interstate
You better hit my line ima blow up and by they you gone realize it's way to late
Counting my counting my money up but I'm not tryna get lost in the paper chase
Thinking of what ima say to my momma but it never comes out the proper way
Go to my girl house now her dad home so a nigga gone go out the other way
Dammit I'm feeling the love
Dammit I'm feeling the love
I need a way to get from A to B need to clear my head i need some time away
Thought I was going to Austin but then I got lost and realized I'm on interstate
You better hit my line ima blow up and by they you gone realize it's way to late
Counting my counting my money up but I'm not tryna get lost in the paper chase
Thinking of what ima say to my momma but it never comes out the proper way
Go to my girl house now her dad home so a nigga gone go out the other way
Dammit I'm feeling the love today
Dammit I'm feeling the love today
If you see me sinning nigga look the other way
If a nigga in a penitentiary would you write a message everyday
You ain't even gotta say wussup just don't say anything in the first place
It don't feel like I'm at home even though San Antonio my birth place
Out cast
Either way ima get cash
Big bro got the click clack
Hit yo teeth like a tick tack
Get mad
Pockets still finna get fat
In the water with no life jacket
Still I snap like a kit Kat
Bar
Driving in foreign cars
I'm swiping my debit card
Cause I got a lot
She can't even get my dick hard
I'm used to them foreign broads
With all I got
You'd think that ide be content
This is to be continued
I ain't stopping till I'm popping at every venue
And my my niggas eating too
Maybe if only these niggas weren't phony and I couldn't see it a mile away
I need a way to get from A to B need to clear my head i need some time away
Thought I was going to Austin but then I got lost and realized I'm on interstate
You better hit my line ima blow up and by they you gone realize it's way to late
Counting my counting my money up but I'm not tryna get lost in the paper chase
Thinking of what ima say to my momma but it never comes out the proper way
Go to my girl house now her dad home so a nigga gone go out the other way
Dammit I'm feeling the love
Dammit I'm feeling the love
Writer: marcus kirkwood
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