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Jackson - Catching Feelings Lyrics



Jackson - Catching Feelings Lyrics
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Shawty looking so good
Ya, ya
Shawty looking so good (So good)
But I can't say
I wanna love ya good (So good)
But I can't stay
Wishing that I could (I could)
Cause you're taking my breath away (You do)
Watching your every move
Your smile is lighting up this room
It's something you do
It's got me going after you
You crazy (You know it's true)
For making me feel this way
I'm not looking for a lady (Baby)
But you making those thoughts fade
You wanna hate me (No you do)
But I know it's just to bait me
I wanna move on but I can't write a song
If it ain't bout you shit I might be gone
Man I f*cked up
Catching feelings
Been through hell
But you be leaving
Wanted you like I wanted to
Gotta feel it out but I can't f*ck with two
Got me outta control neither coming through goddamn
I think I fell for you
I could spit raps off the auto dome (Dome)
Get me back on track when the homies phone calling up the stu
Running big fat stacks we ain't got no loans (We ain't got no loans)
And I'm only 17 still chilling at home
Still smoking my own shit
Don't ever be lone shit
I could sticking around
But I never got home sick
You lucky I don't pick
On the ones that deserve shit
I could bury this whole bitch
But I won't cause I'm soft as shit
And I'm falling for the wrong ones
About my life I see the long run
I wanted you I wanted her
I mean I just wanted to have fun
And I always saw the best in you
I always gave it all
And I only want the rest of you
But I gotta move on
Man I f*cked up
Catching feelings
Been through hell
But you be leaving
Wanted you like I wanted to
Gotta feel it out but I can't f*ck with two
Got me outta control neither coming through goddamn
I think I fell for you
Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Man I think I fell for you
Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
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Shawty looking so good
Ya, ya
Shawty looking so good (So good)
But I can't say
I wanna love ya good (So good)
But I can't stay
Wishing that I could (I could)
Cause you're taking my breath away (You do)
Watching your every move
Your smile is lighting up this room
It's something you do
It's got me going after you
You crazy (You know it's true)
For making me feel this way
I'm not looking for a lady (Baby)
But you making those thoughts fade
You wanna hate me (No you do)
But I know it's just to bait me
I wanna move on but I can't write a song
If it ain't bout you shit I might be gone
Man I f*cked up
Catching feelings
Been through hell
But you be leaving
Wanted you like I wanted to
Gotta feel it out but I can't f*ck with two
Got me outta control neither coming through goddamn
I think I fell for you
I could spit raps off the auto dome (Dome)
Get me back on track when the homies phone calling up the stu
Running big fat stacks we ain't got no loans (We ain't got no loans)
And I'm only 17 still chilling at home
Still smoking my own shit
Don't ever be lone shit
I could sticking around
But I never got home sick
You lucky I don't pick
On the ones that deserve shit
I could bury this whole bitch
But I won't cause I'm soft as shit
And I'm falling for the wrong ones
About my life I see the long run
I wanted you I wanted her
I mean I just wanted to have fun
And I always saw the best in you
I always gave it all
And I only want the rest of you
But I gotta move on
Man I f*cked up
Catching feelings
Been through hell
But you be leaving
Wanted you like I wanted to
Gotta feel it out but I can't f*ck with two
Got me outta control neither coming through goddamn
I think I fell for you
Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Man I think I fell for you
Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
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Writer: Jackson Propp
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Language: English
Length: 2:54
Written by: Jackson Propp

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