Testo Feeling Lucky

Oh, you're feelfing lucky
You told me you loved me, and I was in a hurry
It was 7:30, a little too early
Couldn't comprehend, swear to God you would drive me crazy
I'm going bad (Going bad), I'm going back (Going back), I'm going there
Now push me to the edge, swear I'm going there
Getting drunk in your apartment
You wasn't from the city, had to give your ass a pardon (Give your ass a pardon) I moved you out the projects
I invested in your body 'cause you wasn't moving toxic
And this is coming from the heart, don't judge me
Yeah, don't judge me
Manifested, they can't forget us
Soon as shе was coming, looked to you like I was Terry Linеn
Baby, you're the game, finesse the rules like I'm Andrew Wiggings
Push me to the edge, Steven got me somewhere out in Venice
Most underrated, way too serious for entertainement
All-access passes, gold plates on top of silk fabric
Backstage back to page, got bitches by the duos
Palace like a group home, treat a Penny like I'm two tone
God blessed my existence, blessed me with forgiveness
I practice what I preach for the youths in detention (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Circle 'round the shit that we never even mentioned (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Like breaking down the hood proved to me that's just redemption
She wanna fuck with no rubber, so I keep it for protection
She told me that she loved me way before she had the Lexus
Way before I had two braids with the necklace
Riding Vespas, breaking fast, then I pray to Mecca

You ask me how I feel?
Well, this is how I feel
Yeah, this is how I feel, babe, this is how I feel

Before you start to hate me, resent me
Calling up your best friend, telling her all the shit that I told you
All that shit get messy, all that shit get messy
Any time I called you, I was only checking on you