Lyrics Kevin Gates – In My Feelings

Sometimes yeah sometime I’m in my feelings

Don’t no one understand me
Supply and demand
All this shit get demanding

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 things 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 everything and everybody
Black sheep scum of the earth
With popular people I don’t fit
They was stupid they focus on bullshit

Now the whips they be driving 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 wanna 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 she say she tied up
My mind going negative fuck your perspective
These interviews really got pussy
Other men gossip just like a woman

Don’t worry I’m just in my feelings
It’s not a bad thing bae
It’s nice to have someone 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
Sometime yeah sometime I’m in my feelings
Sometime yeah sometime I’m in my feelings
Sometime yeah sometime I’m in my feelings

Here we go again more problems
Back against the wall feeling boxed in
Obnoxious, I been labeled
Lending helping hands when I’m able

Seem like everybody ungrateful
When they ever brought food to my table?
Unappreciative it don’t phase me
See envy all in they faces

You ain’t help 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 other 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 wishing that we get lost
We was only fifteen at ya momma house
Clicked over hold up miss call

Phone ringing damn it’s my dawg
Thinking like how the fuck he know y’all?
In the same breath start hiking
Saying to myself really that’s foul

Don’t worry I’m just in my feelings
It’s not a bad thing bae
It’s nice to have someone 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
Sometime yeah sometime I’m in my feelings
Sometime yeah sometime I’m in my feelings
Sometime yeah sometime I’m in my feelings