Letra de Feel the Wind - YN Jay

Just the life of a young boss

Rich before twenty-one

You know what I'm saying? I had a million dollars when I was twenty

You feel me?

Ayy, I could feel the wind

I ask God to forgive me, then I sin again

Ayy, I wanna win again

Young niggas hanging chops out of tinted vans

Spin once, if they ain't dead, I tell 'em spin again

I rock Amiri, I remember rocking Citi Trend

Hold on, that was a city trend

Ayy, I could feel the air

Get so high I'm right here, but forget I'm there

I can't catch feelings for— damn (You talking 'bout like feelings?)

I can't catch feelings for a bitch, I'll forget I care, man

Shit ain't happen overnight

I swear I had to wait for this shit

I swear I had to wait for this shit

I swear I had to wait for this shit

I swear I had to wait for this shit

I— ah

She ain't let me fuck first night

I swear I had to wait for that shit

I swear I had to wait for that shit

I swear I had to wait for that shit

I swear I had to wait for that— ah

Bitch, I made it to the top, I had to wait for that shit

I want my food cooked, I had to wait for that shit

Baby get off work at nine, I had to wait for my bitch

Me and my girl full like I ate with my bitch

Four pockets full, 4PF, but I ain't Lil Baby

Riding 'round with seven-somethin' pounds like a lil' baby

At the crib suckin' on some tiddies like a lil' baby

I don't call my bitch my girlfriend, that's my lil' baby

Got a short girl that's cuckoo, she a lil' crazy

I was in middle school tryna go to prom, I ain't go to Sadies

Every time I fuck, I wrap it up, 'cause I don't want no babies

Every day I thank God for Priscilla, you don't know my auntie

Girl, you need some lotion on your arms, you got auntie elbows

My young nigga know jiujitsu, he throw eighteen elbows

Selling Coochie Runtz in Atlanta, I got ATL 'bows (Hah, what the fuck?)

Nigga pulled up with some fake Gucci like that can't be real clothes

Up early before the store open, like they can't be still closed

Up close looking at your jewelry like that can't be real gold

Bought an outfit, I'm in Neimans like I can't be real cold

Like you in Neimans Marcus or like you anemic?

Man

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