Cookin Soul
Feel the Breeze
[Intro]
Siu
Lordy
Talkin' 'bout
Uh, look
[Chorus]
These days feel different to me
It feel like somebody following me, tryna get rid of me
Most of this shit you n***as glorify, it ain't real to me (Nah)
Suffer from imposter syndrome, they ain't feeling me, uh
Recently it was Kamala, but first it was Hilary
N***a, it only be women according to history, uh
These the times I usually think about what you meant to me
I took a turn, my baby mama left, she got sick of me
Shit burn, I know the life we living got different for me
The truth hurt, could understand why you need distance from me
If the shit was on the othеr foot, this shit'll get wicked for me (Wickеd)
Damn, appreciate all the shit you did for me
[Verse]
But don't get it fucked up, none of you n***as could sit with me (Never)
Ya mans seem nervous (He nervous), hands all jittery
N***as known to spin the block, hit ya curb with the artillery
I feel like Ron Isley, make a bitch feel a breeze
N***a never did true crime (What?), he was known to stack his demeanors (Fuck outta here)
The type to look him in the eye make him nervous off his demeanor (Nervous)
Never figured this n***a out, he snapping for different reasons
Respect me as a man, and in return, I'll give you leisure
Lordy
[Chorus]
These days feel different to me
It feel like somebody following me, tryna get rid of me
Most of this shit you n***as glorify, it ain't real to me (Nah)
Suffer from imposter syndrome, they ain't feeling me, uh
Recently it was Kamala (What?), but first it was Hilary
N***a, it only be bitches according to history, uh
These the times I usually think about what you meant to me
I took a turn (Oh), my baby mama left, she got sick of me (Shit)
Shit burn, I know the life we living got different for me
The truth hurt, could understand why you need distance from me
If the shit was on the other foot, this shit'll get wicked for me (Wicked)
Damn, appreciate all the shit you did for me
[Outro]
Got hoes going to Figaro, bring all the dough in
It's hard to find somebody to lean on, I need support
Made my mama proud with these words, turned into a poet
Uh, I'm proof of manifesting [?]
Lordy