That Feeling - Prop Dylan

I got the feelin' like Nas on Illmatic, still at it

Chills down my spine, don’t need to pop a pill package to feel happy, go lucky

Could’ve had half the show money, still, they couldn’t take the soul from me

Been so hungry, grind hard, don’t take no time off for bullshit

Like Phife Dawg and Q-Tip, I move it through the thick and thin

It been so many ups and down, still, I never fuck around to never lose my

discipline

My moves are diligent, always trust the gut feelin'

Could go from a slum village to a Trump buildin' (Fuck him)

Without the drug dealin'

Unwillin' to compromise my body of work

That’ll be the day I’m down in the dirt

It’s defeating its purpose of being a genius at work

I never lose the feelin' even when dealin' with egos bigger than the people you

work with

It makes me seem some allergic

No concealin' the realest, so what I’m feelin' is perfect

No matter if we’re feelin' under weather or under pressure

Yeah, the pieces gotta come together

Nothin' less but us tryin' to reap a future livin'

So I try not to lose that feelin'

No matter if we’re feelin' under weather or under pressure

Yeah, the pieces gotta come together

Nothin' less but us tryin' to reap a future livin'

So I try not to lose that feelin'

Not to lose that, not to lose that feelin'

Not to lose that, not to lose that feelin'

Not to lose that, not to lose that feelin'

I come with — I come with that boom bap

I’m feeling philanthropic

I just wanna fill my pocket with a mill and dock my yacht out where the wind is

tropic

I just wanna chill like Extra P at the least

And skip this building blocks that don’t connect like ceilin' sockets

Escape a world where the righteous man is less of worth

And idle hands do the devils work, I peddle words

The most underrated, still the one that made it

To say these haters got over it is an understatement

But fuck the fame, it’s unrelated to a game

That keep an aim on jaded artists like the owners ain’t the same

It’s nova cane for my brain

I blow your photo out the frame

Their Kodak moments over they’re down the drain

There ain’t no underdogs tryna play the humble card

But coming off like sumos tryin' to do a somersault

I double up the odds, ante up but fuck

Buy a crib in the Dominican Republic, you gotta love it

No matter if we’re feelin' under weather or under pressure

Yeah, the pieces gotta come together

Nothin' less but us tryin' to reap a future livin'

So I try not to lose that feelin'

No matter if we’re feelin' under weather or under pressure

Yeah, the pieces gotta come together

Nothin' less but us tryin' to reap a future livin'

So I try not to lose that feelin'

Not to lose that, not to lose that feelin'

Not to lose that, not to lose that feelin'

Not to lose that, not to lose that feelin'

I come with — I come with that boom bap