August Alsina - Feeling

Finally made it out the slums
Finally got into some Guccis no more One's
Got the cul-de-sac beside my lake
Me and Diamond in a high-rise condominium, we out of them streets
Now I be cool on the sage, switchin' them lanes
Pushin' a Range Rover
All in the strip club, throwin' tips up
I be trickin' some change on her
But I don't be playin' no games
I got a lady back home, who be doin' the most when I come in too late
So I get the number and skate

See my girl like to argue
And tell me what I don't do
All she do is accuse
Love turned to fuck you's
And me sleepin' in the guest room
Girl I guess that's why I called you

Thank you for listenin'
'Til mornin', bitchin' about my girlfriend
And helpin' me to see it could be different
It's refreshin' to meet someone with vision
Am I trippin'?

Oh, what a feeling
Oh, what a feeling
What am I feeling?
I don't know what I'm feeling
(Don't stop this feeling)

My friends say I should cut you
And it's only a matter of time before I break down and I fuck her
You say you respect my relationship and I trust you
But I met you in the strip club, so I must admit that I lust you
But it ain't gotta be nothin'
All this attraction don't mean nothin'
You're just someone I like to talk to
When I have problems, you help me work through them

Like my girl who like to argue
And tell me what I don't do
All she do is accuse
Love turned to fuck you's
And me sleepin' in the guest room
Girl I guess that's why I called you

Thank you for listenin'
'Til mornin', bitchin' about my girlfriend
And helpin' me to see it could be different
It's refreshin' to meet someone with vision
Am I trippin'?

Oh, what a feeling
Oh, what a feeling
What am I feeling?
I don't know what I'm feeling
(Don't stop this feeling)

Written by:
August Anthony Alsina, Michael Stephon Morton

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Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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