Lyrics BJ The Chicago Kid – Feel The Vibe

Roll up
Roll up
Roll up
Roll up

Yeah
My dreams were realized, the wings was double fried
My green was stuffed between the peas and kettle fries
I quit with the beef, then I gave up the pork then I
Snatched up a co-sign from one of the G.O.A.T.S
Come on in, you lettin’ out all the cold air, bro
Where you been? I know that you ain’t forget about your folk
Late again, he may not come when you want
But I’m always up, on time so roll up and smoke, la-la
The weed too potent so I had to call mama
Tell her how much I love her for cookin’ them home products
When them bills would pile up, cereal with the water
If love couldn’t help us we had hamburger helper
When you want it done right, you gotta get it for yourself self, uh
It don’t seem right being older than my uncle
Some people call it ghetto, I prefer another level
But I’m ’bout to board this plane, I can’t wait to see your face and hear you say

Come on in, close the door and feel the vibe
We got macaroni and cheese, collard greens and chicken inside
Can’t forget the cornbread, talkin’ shit with the old heads
Mama dancin’ to some Al Green
My auntie join her and my daddy sayin’ «Go ‘head»
While he shine up his pinky ring, don’t forget to close the screen

Come on in, close the door and feel the vibe
We got macaroni and cheese, collard greens and chicken inside
Can’t forget the cornbread, talkin’ shit with the old heads
Mama dancin’ to some Al Green
My auntie join her and my daddy sayin’ «Go ‘head»
‘Bout to roll up this sticky green
We ’bout to sneak and roll up

Roll up
Roll up
Roll up
Roll up

Come on in, close the door and feel the vibe
We got macaroni and cheese, collard greens and chicken inside
Can’t forget the cornbread, talkin’ shit with the old heads
Mama dancin’ to some Al Green
My auntie join her and my daddy sayin’ «Go ‘head»
While he shine up his pinky ring, don’t forget to close the screen
Come on in, close the door and feel the vibe

Roll up
Roll up
Roll up
Roll up

Don’t forget to close the screen

Roll up