Carter Cook - Feeling Wrong Lyrics

My head in the game
It's so evident
Imminent
Bars so flame
And flow sizzlin feel iT
Here's the pen and the pad
Sometimes I write and just scribble and
Mixing up the delivery
Now I'm Late but I'll finish

Spend a minute pay respect to the greats
Visualize the impossible
Hop the fence to the pavement it's laid
All say the same thing
Let's visit graduation day
Set the date, hitting the rent just soon the pay come

Honest come to college for nonsense
And time to process
Knock inner problems
Stop it
Pick the beat then I
Drop it

I'm just playing what I say is just a shame

So I play it through the gray brain matter
The Same page matter
The wait is so tick tack
Tick tock, no wrist watch
Wait until the clock hit time
Youll get your shit knocked

Jumping into hip hop, fast
Scotch like with posters and shit
Imposters hope that no one
Noticed they're reposting this shit

Imma blow, coast to coast
Now I'm reloading and shit
Posting hope then I sit

I think this feeling got a hold on me
Don't feel like going home
Does it really gotta be like this
My feelings got no home
Got no hold
Got this energy dont feel like growing old
I been working all my life
But something got me feeling wrong

I think this feeling got a hold on me
Don't feel like going home
Does it really gotta be like this
My feelings got no home
Got no hold
Got this energy dont feel like growing old
I been working all my life
But something got me feeling wrong

Sometimes I write a little blind
I been stuck in my mind
Crossing off the list of words
Thats worth the purpose in mind

Flow volcano
I roll
With the most archangel
And know all angles
The cold
Never slow or hang up

Racks like with picking the brain
Not winning the game
If money counts for that
Get a dolla Nigga
Bounce it back

How's the act
Spend a hundred thousand
Make a thousand tracks
Stacked like the Eiffel
Bounce back like the rifle

Reload it

Know You never know until you focus
History ain't go until the people start to notice
But that's history
Study it
Niggas really struggle with
Some shit you never though of
In the winter you so bundled but

It's fine finding problems to whine
And bring the people behind
Instead I'm reaching for time
Get on yo grind

Imma pass you

Lighting the shine
The way I pass thru

Happens all the time
But really what's on yo mind
When I pass thru

Maybe it's the cycle of life
Or that depression inside
I hope you know why I write

My hustle mine
And I Finally found the reason to grind
And never hide
So I'm fine nigga, Stay on your side

I think the feeling got a hold me
Don't feel like going home
Does it really gotta be like this
My feelings got no home
Got no hold
Got this energy dont feel like growing old
I been working all my life
But something got me feeling wrong

I think this feeling got a hold on me
Don't feel like going home
Does it really gotta be like this
My feelings got no home
Got no hold
Got this energy dont feel like growing old
I been working all my life
But something got me feeling wrong