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Feeling good feelin great How are y’all doin It’s no debates no hot takes or arguing It’s both a science and an art to it Giving you my deepest thoughts While y’all feel like you ballrooming Back when my nigga Fatin was bumpin Cross Movement And my brother Eccentric was still a law student I used to jump in the whip throw on a beat and write bars to it And get sharp to it all summer long Like I’m doin martial arts to it It was my mental training It’s insane pursuing a dream And then all love is lost to ya Now I think about my pops wishin I could have a talk to him Or walk to him Anyone you miss you’d say the same Now on to lighter thangs Let’s start moving Coming back to this spot was a long shot But nigga what’s a long shot to a sharp shooter Something that's on my mind it's something I gotta find and I Got to find that love again Said it's something that's on my mind it's something I gotta find and I Got to find that love again Songtexte My mans told me I was in a rare set Of those who made it to the other side Truth be told I don’t really know if I’m there yet The higher I go all I’m seeing is stair steps A never ending cycle if you ain’t aware yet I’m like slow your roll My capacity’s at an overload I know my lane I know the ledge I know the role That other bullshit’s kinda low on the totem pole A fine life it ain’t like we stressin Eyes planted on my own paper like we testin Like we guessed it If not us, on who do we depend? I started questioning everything I’m believing in Now that it’s over feel like I can finally breathe again I hope this record finds you if you ever need a friend Seven years ago these stories I wouldn't dare tell That's all for now farewell until we meet again Aus Songtexte Mania