Lyrics The Rangers – Feelin’ Myself Pt. 2

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Right to game don’t kill yourself

They say I shine, but I’m in the back of my shades on
They don’t think I’m on the grind when it come to this no days off

You see I’m fly, I’m feeling like stalf
Right now I’m feeling myself
This right here my condom vibe,
Right to gang I’ll kill yourself
My ?
more fire, make you feel burned out when I walk by
You put out your lighters, you haters take shots,
It’s the reck fire, but I fire back,
Back in the back VIP, look at that ass upon the stump peace
Niggas don’t get this ass, see what I see,
Thank God I’m fly all across the maps.

It’s only I chase the mula on the occasion lazy like the eyes on Mcgrady
Tryin to ball, you can do it maybe
You were like me in 25 added,
They half beat and I ate it,
The range of game I came with,
Look at these guys, tryin to be fly,
Like us a color so rated.

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They say I shine, but I’m in the back of my shades on
They don’t think I’m on the grind when it come to this no days off
Have confidence way before I got compliments
I got my wheels up, I’m fin to take off,
I’m fly, I’m feelin like ?, I’m feeling myself,
I’m feelin myself, excuse me my vibe I’m feelin myself,
I’m feelin myself, I’m feelin myself, I’m feelin myself,

Right to gang, don’t kill yourself.

Walk up in the clubbin, I’ll be on some other shit,
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the bad chick, I ain’t playin no game bitch tag you with
But you already know that and I’m feeling myself the bitch know that
I’m like way with the hoes at, and she know that
And I’m like LA bridge shit I own that
And I rise and grind, need the pass behind,
The future’s ready in my nose, sleeping know me
When you bout to wake, and if you don’t wake up let a nigga that broke
Young nigga that’s on the ground
Bustin up and I got the night shift
Tryin to get a new house, a new whip and a bad white chick like Taylor Swift
I’m one up on these kids,
I don’t really fuck with these kids,
Holding up in my fade, I don’t let it go ’cause I got a good grip,
And I gotta stay humble,
Till they put me in the dirt I’m a hustle
Keep the enemies close but don’t trust em down
You can fuck these hoes, but don’t love em no.

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The way I walk the way I talk, you can tell I’m feelin myself
Can’t fuck with attitude, nigga tip the cheese back for my help
I turn me on money to old money, and well
Shout out to my team because I couldn’t do it by myself

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I’m a rap it till I die, three challenge ?
That’s why just can’t deny.
Said, ?
I’m a rap it till I die, three challenge ?
That’s why just can’t deny.

I’m feelin like a palo, writing down my sorrows,
Writing down my happiness, I speak em with ?
Always knew I was the shit, way back long time ago,
Fit it in some bullshit, Chicago.

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