Текст Deante’ Hitchcock – Feelings
Текст:
Raq & Deante Hitchcock:
Feelings, these feelings, these feelings
How ya feel? How ya feel? How ya feel?
These feelings, these feelings, these feelings
These feelings, these feelings, these feelings
How ya feel? How ya feel? How ya feel?
These feelings, these feelings, these feelings
How ya feel? How ya feel? How ya feel?
Deante Hitchcock:
Life is a series of chances
Life as a helpless romantic
Caught in the lamp like a genie
If you rub her right then your wishes might just get granted
She got a thing for them zodiac symbols
Told me her sign was a cancer
And that’s what it spread like
Let her out the bottle, shawty I ain’t had my head right since
I ain’t ever felt like love, I ain’t ever felt like this
I ain’t ever felt like drugs, I ain’t ever felt like bliss
I ain’t ever felt like «Yo I’m going out for food, do you want something right quick?»
Cause some days I feel like Drake
And some days I feel like Chris
Maybe it’s all in my mind (oooh)
Maybe I’m scared of the feeling
Or maybe I’m tryna find (mmm)
Something that never went missing
Or maybe I’m feelin like like, fuck it
I’m trippin man, I can’t even say that line but fuck that
Scary to think that something so perfect gets better with time
This gotta, man this gotta be how bruh felt in Love & Basketball
Game of 10, 1 point to win, ready to risk it all
Risk it all for what?
Risk it all for who?
Risk it all for us
I risk it all for you and these
Raq & Deante Hitchcock:
Feelings, these feelings, these feelings
How ya feel? How ya feel? How ya feel?
These feelings, these feelings, these feelings
How ya feel? How ya feel? How ya feel?
These feelings, these feelings, these feelings
How ya feel? How ya feel? How ya feel?
These feelings, these feelings, these feelings
How ya feel? How ya feel? How ya feel?
Deante Hitchcock:
Life is a series of chances (hey)
I done stayed down with this shit for too long, girl I ain’t tryna chance it
I done put way too much effort into this for me to give into distractions
But somehow you managed to catch me off guard
Got my patnas looking like «What happened? I thought you was forever macking»
Too old to be acting, that’s word to Sylvester Stallone
And that ain’t no shot, I mean bruh gave us Rocky, I’m just tryna say that we grown
You know in your soul that song in your heart make you sing like Nina Simone
If we drunk off of love or drunk in the club
You’ll never be singing alone cause love ain’t the easiest song
This gotta, man this gotta be how moe felt in Love & Basketball
Game of 10, 1 point to win, ready to risk it all
Risk it all for what?
Risk it all for who?
Risk it all for us
I risk it all for you and these
Raq & Deante Hitchcock:
Feelings, these feelings, these feelings
How ya feel? How ya feel? How ya feel?
These feelings, these feelings, these feelings
How ya feel? How ya feel? How ya feel?
These feelings, these feelings, these feelings
How ya feel? How ya feel? How ya feel?
These feelings, these feelings, these feelings
How ya feel? How ya feel? How ya feel?
