Feel The Vibe - Shy Glizzy, Meek Mill

I fell in love with this money shit

Got in the game and I’m lovin' it

I gotta pray like a hunnid times

I can’t believe how it’s comin' in

I got the Patek, the Richard Mille

Bustdown Rollie, AP and the Skeleton

And I just jumped out the

And I still got my soul, I ain’t sellin' it

And I still my, I ain’t tuckin' it

Niggas sayin' it’s love, I know it’s not

I just walked out the club with twenty dots

And they all 'bout to fuck me right on the spot

I just worked for this money then bought the drop

'Bout to shit on these niggas, no Porter pot

I had to whip, then sellin' that water weight

Gotta get it all to 'em before it drop

I’ma keep it real with you before I lie

I’ma make like a billion 'fore I die

I’ve been keepin' that milli right on my side

When I go out to Philly, it’s war outside

I’ve been layin' low, blowin' this cash, lately

I done spent like a mil' on Rodeo Drive

I heard my opps been mad lately

I was surprised he still alive

None of these niggas can kill the vibe

None of these niggas can kill the vibe

Bodies gon' drop, they say it’s smoke

It’s crazy 'cause I’m on the killer’s side

All of my niggas still slang dope

Deep in the jungle, they still alive

No situations, I ain’t fooled

We 'bout to win, I can feel the vibe (Young Jefe Holmes)

We 'bout to win, and I feel the vibes

Pray that I look in my killer eyes

How he ran, he still alive?

(What?)

We steady screamin' out «Free the guys"(What? What?)

I went from a million top five (Top five)

You know numbers they don’t lie (No sir)

No I can’t be with these broke guys

Our mobs that they gon' die (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

I’m a rich nigga, wrist, call me six figure (Ice)

Eenie meenie miney mo, I choose a bitch she get litter (Get lit)

Certified, yeah I like to scratch niggas (God damn)

But who are you to say that I won’t be the next (God damn, God damn)

Now let me tell you 'bout myself

Yeah I’m the big boss if you didn’t know (Boss)

And even before I had a check, I was pullin' up them different hoes (Uh-uh)

but that ain’t the way they see me though

I hit the opp block, hop out with that Glock and the finger roll (Ooh, ooh, ooh,

ooh, ooh)

None of these niggas can kill the vibe

None of these niggas can kill the vibe

Bodies gon' drop, they say it’s smoke

It’s crazy 'cause I’m on the killer’s side

All of my niggas still slang dope

Deep in the jungle, they still alive

No situations, I ain’t fooled

We 'bout to win, I can feel the vibe, damn