Feelin Myself - Pusha T, Kevin Cossom

I’m feeling myself, pause

I’m more cuff and I might take off

Seems like haters never take a night off

But you know I’m a tell them that they can get lost

Cause I’m feeling myself

It’s my world

I’m spending money like a rich white girl

I gon' ball like I’m seven feet tall

I don’t know about you all but I’m a get off

Cause I’m feeling myself

Oh, what a feeling

The champagne is spilling

All this dirty money got me bathing in millions

Came out unscathed from the days of my dealing

The driver of that car wasn’t made for a ceiling

Still up on my nino

Smelling like a kilo

But I’m downy fresh soft white like my Pinot

Feeling myself so if he know like we know

Cross that line and get shot like a free throw

Rather be on fire at the tables out in Vegas

Under bright lights

Middle finger to you haters

In a perfect world

Just my guns and my girl

We shine like diamonds and pearls and I’m feeling myself

I’m feeling myself, pause

I’m more cuff and I might take off

Seems like haters never take a night off

But you know I’m a tell them that they can get lost

Cause I’m feeling myself

It’s my world

I’m spending money like a rich white girl

I gon' ball like I’m seven feet tall

I don’t know about you all but I’m a get off

Cause I’m feeling myself

Shop until you drop

They say sharing is caring

More than my winnings

We can share opinions

Like baby steps

We can share beginnings

Walk before you run but she so independent

And I could see us fly

The sky is the limit

We so real

Got my own quarter mill

Counting money on the bed

Watching Deal Or No Deal

In a perfect world

Just my guns and my girl

We shine like diamonds and pearls and I’m feeling myself

I’m feeling myself, pause

I’m more cuff and I might take off

Seems like haters never take a night off

But you know I’m a tell them that they can get lost

Cause I’m feeling myself

It’s my world

I’m spending money like a rich white girl

I gon' ball like I’m seven feet tall

I don’t know about you all but I’m a get off

Cause I’m feeling myself

I propose a toast

To every living kingpin smart enough to delegate their work to their wing

Man, keep a bad bitch on the arm of my bling and play my cards right

Now I’m looking at a dream hand

Yes, got you looking at my poker face

No joker see it

You can call me smoking ace

In a perfect world

Just my guns and my girl

We shine like diamonds and pearls and I’m feeling myself

I’m feeling myself, pause

I’m more cuff and I might take off

Seems like haters never take a night off

But you know I’m a tell them that they can get lost

Cause I’m feeling myself, it’s my world