JUVENILE lyrics - Cocky & Confident

Feeling Right

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A nigga feeling right, right now I got the kush rolled up and the drink in the cup right now Yeah, I'm feeling right, right now I got the kush rolled up and the drink in the cup right now A nigga feeling right, right now I got the weed rolled up, bad bitch in the car right now And I'm chasing that money Gotta get it right now, right now I smoke the best dro, boy, you smoke mint green You need to graduate, you still in the fifth grade You gotta problem, don't you bring it over this way I'm be too high to be worried 'bout what a bitch say Leave me alone when you see me in the night club I'm in my zone and bitch, I'm high as a light bulb I get another drink and then another drink Juvie, you want another drink? What you fucking think? Don't stop pouring 'til I tell you to stop I got a couple bottles more, I'm drinking every drop Whoa, I'm feeling great right now, yeah Go ahead and hate right now A nigga feeling right, right now I got the kush rolled up and the drink in the cup right now Yeah, I'm feeling right, right now I got the kush rolled up and the drink in the cup right now A nigga feeling right, right now I got the weed rolled up, bad bitch in the car right now And I'm chasing that money Gotta get it right now, right now Hey, I just popped off, now I'm 'bout to smoke up Purple kush in the dutch, purple drink in my cup Yeah, I'm feeling right, right now Got my eyes on another nigga wife right now That booty moving, making music got me tuned in And I'm just tryna spend the night, I don't wanna move in Yeah, I'm bagging bitches like groceries She say she sick of lanes? Well, I tell her take a dose of me Betcha I get you right, I'm betta than Tylenol Well, I'll put you to bed, ho, hey you, just nodding off It ain't no secret, I'm a dog, huh, yeah And haters say I'm acting bad, but bitch A nigga feeling right, right now I got the kush rolled up and the drink in the cup right now Yeah, I'm feeling right, right now I got the kush rolled up and the drink in the cup right now A nigga feeling right, right now I got the weed rolled up, bad bitch in the car right now And I'm chasing that money Gotta get it right now, right now I'ma real nigga and I get it on I'm a go getter, I'ma get it 'til I'm gone All these fake niggas, I be shitting on Play with mine, I'ma put a couple in your dome New Orleans is my city, I be putting on I'm at the top while you at the bottom looking on Keep looking on and keep looking good I ain't gon' never change, I'ma keep looking hood I lay a lotta wood, I get a lotta cash I lay a lotta juice, kush in the new Jag I keep a couple hundred grand in the duffel bag In the safe deposit box got another stash I'm from the 13, uptown You know how them uptown niggas get down Them bricks high, but they still pay the price now Drinks, pills and purp, I'm feeling right now A nigga feeling right, right now I got the kush rolled up and the drink in the cup right now Yeah, I'm feeling right, right now I got the kush rolled up and the drink in the cup right now A nigga feeling right, right now I got the weed rolled up, bad bitch in the car right now And I'm chasing that money Gotta get it right now, right now A nigga feeling right, right now I got the kush rolled up and the drink in the cup right now Yeah, I'm feeling right, right now I got the kush rolled up and the drink in the cup right now A nigga feeling right, right now I got the weed rolled up, bad bitch in the car right now And I'm chasing that money Gotta get it right now, right now

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AUGUST ALSINA
[Verse 1 - Iamsu:] Gold all on my neck Bathing ape on my back Even though I'm lookin from the front I can still see that back I got racks on racks No I'm not YC See I'm hifey like keep the sneak Please don't creep by me, don’t try me I be on freak, geeked off that brain I receive All this fly shit, I bought came with receipts This ain’t no game, don't be playin with me All these bad bitches be stayin with me Beat the beat up like I'm Roy in that ring Enough of me rapping, gon' let that boy sang [Verse 2 - August Alsina:] I had one, two, three too many I'm fucked up, four chicks with me I'm loud, took about 5 shots 6 bottles I just copped Twisted, turnt up, 24/7 Thats more bad bitches I’m getting They know I hit em and quit em And go past what they came here for Baby can I see you make yo ass drop? I'mma let the Rose bottles pop I'mma sip this Roc, baby don’t stop Cause yo body on fire, you too hot [Pre-Hook:] I can't feel my face I'm so numb I'm so wasted So dumb I'm shit faced it Just in case I don't make it [Hook:] Take my drink, nigga I'm buzzin Take my trees, nigga I'm gone Take my keys, nigga it's nothing One of these chicks is taking me home Take my drink, nigga I'm buzzin Take my trees, nigga I'm gone Take my keys, nigga it's nothing One of these chicks is taking me home [Verse 3 - August Alsina:] That little red bone said she’s taking me home Fine ass friend said she coming along Love in the morning, so I'm fuckin em strong I'mma beat em to sleep then I’m gone in the morning Hold up! I tell a bitch roll up Before I gotta roll out all I do is turn up Turn down fuck what, need another drink Baby go and pour up, money hungover So you know I gotta throw up the fetti So that they know that I’m ready To get em poppin and droppin the party never be stopping Cause I be keepin em rocking, you all these bitches be choosin Cause now they see that I’m winning like I’m allergic to losing and I [Pre-Hook:] I can't feel my face I'm so numb I'm so wasted I'm shit faced it Just in case I don't make it [Hook:] Take my drink, nigga I'm buzzin Take my trees, nigga I'm gone Take my keys, nigga it's nothing One of these chicks is taking me home Take my drink, nigga I'm buzzin Take my trees, nigga I'm gone Take my keys, nigga it's nothing One of these chicks is taking me home [Verse 4 - Problem:] Ro-Rolex shinin – call it perfect timing Many is fresh, my baby's big timin Like a giant clock, club taking big shots Like a giant Glock, bitch got high then she made her booty drop While I’m watchin like the cops Do the niggas in the hood Smell it fore I light it So you know my weed good Fly like a pilot from the same time it should Concealing big D, she gon take it like a crook Just make one thing understood You nothing without paper like books Word to my nigga double A, everybody's under may Make bitches come, ada andale When I’m digging in that skeezer, no soda – that squeezer I’m cakin no pam, bros growin up with Caesar Crazy ass peep make these bitches go beezer All my niggas makin reserve, drop [Pre-Hook:] I can't feel my face I'm so numb I'm so wasted So dumb I'm shit faced it Just in case I don’t make it [Hook:] Take my drink, nigga I'm buzzin Take my trees, nigga I'm gone Take my keys, nigga it's nothing One of these chicks is taking me home Take my drink, nigga I'm buzzin Take my trees, nigga I'm gone Take my keys, nigga it's nothing One of these chicks is taking me home [Outro:] Nu ah ah ah ah ah umb Smoke until you go du ah ah ah ah ah umb Let’s drink until you go nu ah ah ah ah ah umb Smoke until you go du ah ah ah ah ah umb Drink until you go nu ah ah ah ah ah umb Smoke until you go du ah ah ah ah ah umb Let’s drink until you go nu ah ah ah ah ah umb Smoke until you go du ah ah ah ah ah umb

Crossroads

MICK JENKINS
[Mick Jenkins:] Started from the bottom of the map Move to the Chi like fifth grade Running like the water from the tap Move with a mind like what switch blades see I ain't never been the type of nigga that'd change with the fame, you could put it in quotes Been down to ride for my niggas had pegs, on a Mongoose sitting on spokes Handcuffs sitting on the peanut butter loaves Living on the rim of the glass of the water Don't you see people out here pimping your hope Living on a whim, lower class getting slaughtered, killed Niggas in the streets on the pipe no kilt, it's a skirt motherfucker you know it Pull the triggers to the beats Taking lives, no guilt Got the summer feel like it's snowing, cold Shoulders, murders, mowed us down Damn, you could tell these niggas need a drink Sun get hotter streets get colder, damn You could tell these niggas need a drink Spit his flow like is coming up the sink And the shit hot like it's coming in the mink Never dumb it down, make a dumb nigga think Ginger in his tea make a dumb nigga drink Grippin your heart and grippin your soul Grippin that iron, I'm dropping that zinc Gotta move smart I didn't learned from the dope Just what I'm gonna do, with the coke and the ink Like oh no, they locked a nigga up for smoking purple I'm free, I'm screaming, "free my niggas" 'til the world blow I'm screaming "free my niggas" 'til the world blow Save Money she gonna do it for the free [Chance The Rapper:] She gonna do it for the freak Dinner reservations with a Navajo Indian in her family like a lot of hoes Lot of hoes done said they was not a ho Now the Leprechauns done lied about they pot'o'gold I'm bout my green like an avocado guacamole I'm from the Chi, she say she shy but she gotta go Prodigal Solid gold Chains bought from college shows Staying out in Hollywood Wayne out of Hollygrove Kamikaze comma Common Keef and ComicCon Ye and me and King L Katie here's a comet coming Kamehameha, Chi may have made a spirit bomb Here's a ton of acid, ready for it here it comes, (WOOOOO!) Uh, I'm just having fun with it Vic just brought the beef up, Mick just brought a gun with it You think you could stomach it? Umf, tummy ache All you did was shadow box All you did was run in place Started from the middle of the class, multi-entendre And now I can do what I wanna Shouts out Shetandra and Shando, shouldn't have shined a light on me [Vic Mensa:] Staring at the bottom of the bottle Pour it out for the fam take the shots In the land, shoot first think last that's the motto Money on my mind Mega Millions on the rise, scratch off like I'm tryna win the lotto Lot of baller niggas done lied about their jump shots Tryna play the shooter 'til they shot him (pow) Got 'em (pow pow) Shoes off and kick up my feet Talk dirty, never brush my teeth Tell em I'm Rosa Parks, they can suck my seed I ain't giving up my seat Saw my face through the stain glass window in church Demons in the night when I sleep Stole the collection cash out the pastor's purse Gave it to a bum to get something to eat Paper twistin, bend it backwards Flip the script, dyslexic actors Atom smashing, passing, bombing, writing it off my taxes Uncle Sam done put a deficit on my debit card Me, Mick Jenkins and Chancelor, chances are you no competitor (OnGaud my nigga)

Heavy

J. COLE "Any Given Sunday #5"
Mo' liquor when we ride, toast niggas we alive Gold diggers look inside, I ain't in the back Me I'm in the front seat, driving like I'm one deep If you wanna come see, you know where I'm at Go getters on the rise, toast niggas we arrived Old niggas step aside, ain't no coming back Big things on my mind, switch lanes and recline Get brains from a dime, How u love that? [Verse 1] Alone in my zone, tell me don't it sound stunning Been fucked the world but she just now cummin' If I ever fell off I would hit the ground runnin' I ain't never been the one for fourth down puntin' Aiming at a couple heads, bitch I'm crown huntin' Red dots cause a nigga dread locks So I lock pick just to lock shit back I want Money, Power, Respect since the Lox said that Better stay up on your toes, this is not tic tac Yet, I'm a breath of fresh air, you can place your bets here Ballin' like a Laker you should pray for next year Cause I'm repeating and I'm three-peatin' And I'm knee deep in the game its quick sand and I keep sinkin' The label heat seekin', nigga ain't sign me, what the fuck was he thinkin' They say I killed the game, that was only pre-season I'm heavy Lil nigga I'm heavy I'm so heavy, I'm feeling heavy Carolina I'm heavy In New York I'm heavy Out in LA I'm heavy I'm so heavy We got more liquor when we ride, toast niggas we alive Gold diggers look inside, I ain't in the back Me I'm in the front seat, driving like I'm one deep If you wanna come see, you know where I'm at Go getters on the rise, toast niggas we arrived Old niggas step aside, ain't no coming back Big things on my mind, switch lanes and recline Do you love that? [Verse 2] No album to my name and I'm already hot, you can say I'm pre-heated If money talks, mine telling your's "be seated" Cut my leg off I wouldn't be defeated Illest nigga in the game bitch and you can retweet it Email the shit make sure you CC it For these fuck niggas who don't wanna believe it I be in the airport damn near bare foot Security hollin' out, Cole we need it Getting high as fuck and I don't even be weeded No point drinkin' I can't even be faded Real recognise real like they related You ain't no fucking G boy, your style G-Rated Hatred is flattery I'm glad to be hated fuckin' bad bitches that would rather be dated Carolina niggas just glad that he made it My money was running late now, now it's happy belated I'm heavy, nigga I'm heavy I'm so heavy, I'm feeling heavy Lil nigga in New York I'm heavy Queens, I'm feeling heavy Fayettenam nigga I'm so heavy I'm feeling heavy Lil nigga I'm heavy

Knock Knock

J. COLE "The Warm Up"
Yea, we fresh off-mutherfuckin South Beach Yea, huh, Sometimes play the villan, sometimes play the hero Sometimes I be dealer sometimes I be primo Sometimes I be feeling, I got a big ego Other times a nigga swim a round like Nemo Uh, small fish in a big ass pond pushed around like a mower on a big ass lawn I get my weight up, Inflat up and make these old niggas open the gate up at the mansions that they laid up in Like, "Hello my name is Cole" I'm walking right up in and well known Don't give a fuck it you gon hate it man, hey fellow Either you follow me or swallow me bitch And I done hit to many hoes to ever pause that shit Now since I just seen my face up in the XXL A few chicks want to text let's chill-how obvious Girls from all over the world is my hobby and I got a chic who stay in DC like a lobbyist My old chick from Rawley that I still like to parley with Just to hear that accent, now come and get that back bent The moans turn to screams I can feel her climaxing Now if you faking that baby you need to try acting Hollywood shit, Had a nigga feeling like the milkman deliver that due to body good dick Feeling like I got game that Karate could'ntkick, Therefore I'm bagging things that you probably wouldn't get, what up! I'm a talk until you tell me shut up Huh, and we can walk the beach until the sun up Huh, I ain't gon lie I'm trynna get some cut up! Ay, so what up! Hey You heard that huh? Oh you ain't heard of me well I prefer that! Uh, I text my number to you did you get that? Huh, well when you lonely baby you can hit back And I I'll fix that Tell me is you with that, hey, ay tell me is you with that Ay tell em is you with that Yea, ay baby is you with that! Yea

Drink More Water

MICK JENKINS "The Water[s]"
[Mick Jenkins & Ebony:] Drink more water, water, take a little sip, nigga Drink more water, water, take a little sip, nigga Drink more water, water, take a little sip Just a sip will make a nigga feel like gold [Mick Jenkins:] Will these niggas let me sip my ginger ale? You can tell that I’m parched On point like a dart or a pen with the ball, don’t start, I can tell that you aren't What you want, the gold and the hoes and the lights? The cars and the clothes what a life Do your stars get chose and your bars get low when you're dull as a fucking butter knife Can’t cut shit, can’t touch this, it’s a masterpiece When the pen attack the leaf But it’s all in a stroke on some paintbrush shit, they've been shooting in the streets and I ain’t ducked yet We still here, 79th and Phillips, hope you brought a Philips cause niggas like to drill here Won’t cut it with a flathead, put it in your back if you lack with yo' sack or yo' flat red Irritate the white skin, like a black-head, I just pray to God you don’t flatline I just play the background, Spacetime on the board, you can check a nigga stat line Smoke tree now, spit it with a black lip, had to take a little break like halftime Felines want the green like catnip, I just want my shit bumping in your alpine [Mick Jenkins & Ebony:] Drink more water, water, take a little sip, nigga Drink more water, water, take a little sip, nigga Drink more water, water, take a little sip Just a sip will make a nigga feel like gold [Mick Jenkins & Ebony:] Drink more water, take a little sip, nigga Drink more water, take a little sip, nigga Drink more water Just a sip will make a nigga feel like gold [Mick Jenkins:] I couldn’t afford to get my girl into this open mic that I performed for But somewhere in the world there’s a Riff Raff concert that people gon' swarm for I never understand that shit Put all the whack rappers in the band and disband that shit Have everyone panicking Like when Danica Patrick got good with the handling Dismantling the plans of the industry management (ooh) Think I might’ve said too much Ain't we s'posed to still be slaves? Nigga might’ve read too much Saw the rape taking place in my face in the hood On some Drake shit, a nigga might’ve cared too much, so I guess I’m in my feelings Been so fucking focused on the flow that I didn’t even notice that I ain’t got no ceiling Peeling back the truth of the matter like damn, why these niggas lie so much? Healing rap, the truth to the matter is, I’m so ahead that I ain’t never had to try to front Don’t try your luck, don’t taint the green, nice with the paper never had to buy a blunt Exceed expectations like a pop fly when you tried to bunt Field goal when you tried to punt We kick it that hard, nigga No limits to my masterpiece, I’m Master P with a motherfucking black card, nigga And I ain’t never had to act hard, nigga And I ain’t never had to act hard [Mick Jenkins & Ebony:] Drink more water, water, take a little sip, nigga Drink more water, water, take a little sip, nigga Drink more water, water, take a little sip Just a sip will make a nigga feel like gold [Mick Jenkins & Ebony:] Drink more water, take a little sip, nigga Drink more water, take a little sip, nigga Drink more water Just a sip will make a nigga feel like gold

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