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Rapzilla - Feelin Like Ft J Crum Thomas Iannucci Ai The Anomaly Lyrics

[Intro: Thomas Iannucci]
Mmm, mmm, mmm
Ah, ah, ah, yeah
Thomas Iannucci
I'm out here in Hawaii chillin' bro
I guess I'm up first
Check it

[Verse 1: Thomas Iannucci]
Can't believe the way that it all works
I was just a young boy comin' up in church and
Feelin' like a jerk 'cause I'm dealin' with the hurt
'Cause I could never fit in with the way things were
Then I heard God, He told me the whole plan
Said if I hold on, do it with both hands
If I make you wait, brother, it's for a reason
So pick up what I'm teachin' and you'll make it through the season
What a plot twist, look at where I'm at
Rapzilla Freshman, put Hawaii on the map
Even when I had to scrap for the scraps, I would laugh
'Cause I knew with that Him, even I could relax
God's so good, and my brother, that's facts
Said He paid it all, so I never chase stacks
And I never wear a hat 'cause I keep it no cap
So believe me when I tell you
When you get to where I'm at, He'll have you feelin' like
[Chorus: A.I. The Anomaly]
Ayy, like the birds fly high
Ever felt that freedom, bring your hands to the sky
Ayy, like the grace on my life
Hands to the ceilin', got you feelin' so right, like
Ayy, you ever felt like that?
You could feel the freedom, bring the feeling right back, like
Ayy, got me feelin' like (Feelin' like, ayy)
Feelin' like (Ayy), feelin' like

[Verse 2: A.I. The Anomaly]
I look up in the sky and imagine I reside
Where the eagle wings fly, I'm on pilot with the thrive
Take flight like a dove, feel the wind when I dive
I should be dead in my sin, but in Him, I'm alive
Got my hubby and my kids, and for them, I will grind
'Til He dim all my lights down, shine like a lighthouse
Hustle in the night, I will wake up, go again
'Til I win, give it all that I got that's in my power
I'm feelin' like I felt (Yeah) when I first laid my eyes on my son
My beautiful one (Yeah)
Then my daughter came
And I'm just not the same
I'm feelin' like when my hubby gave me the ring
And he told me, "Life, it ain't no other way"
Hand in hand, baby we got better days
I chose to be loved, what a precious thing
When I look at my fam, I'm feelin' like (I'm feelin' like)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
I'm feelin' like, yeah
Got me feelin' like
Got me feelin' like
[Chorus: A.I. The Anomaly & J. Crum]
Ayy, like the birds fly high
Ever felt that freedom, bring your hands to the sky
Ayy, like the grace on my life
Hands to the ceilin', got you feelin' so right, like
Ayy, you ever felt like that?
You could feel the freedom, bring the feeling right back, like
Ayy, got me feelin' like (Feelin' like, ayy)
Feelin' like (Ayy), feelin' like (Woah)

[Verse 3: J. Crum]
Oh, this feelin' like home-cooked breakfast (Uh-huh)
My wifey keep me runnin' back like Jerome Bettis
This be my domestic bliss, got no need to embellish (No, no)
[?][3:21] with the kids, ain't no thing you could tell us (Nah, nah)
Build that body, put my weight up on the block, yeah, yeah
With my family, we gon' make it to the top, yeah, yeah
Made investments, now I'm risin' up my stock, yeah, yeah
Perfect combination, yeah, we keep it locked, yeah, yeah
Gotta get it for my partners, we divide the pie (Yeah, yeah)
No double-vision on the court, we seein' eye-to-eye (Yeah, yeah)
If you don't score, I'll get the boys, no, we don't die, we rise (No, no, hold up)
No compromise, it's the God that makes us qualified, yeah (Uh)
Yeah, you know that's why I'm givin' kid amnesia (Woah)
Like they forget about that pain in rainy seasons (Yeah, yeah)
That warm embrace, it causes gauze like Costa Rica (Hold up, hold up, hold up)
That patient speak, they goin', "Help me find a tica" (Let's go, let's go)
At times, I'm less than decent, relishing in my achievements (Uh-uh, uh-uh)
Selfish in our disagreements, [?] my allegiance, yeah
But you know our love don't come with no conditions, babe
You and I will always come before these compositions, babe, yeah
[Outro: J. Crum]
Ayy, ayy, like them birds, fly high, uh (Fly high, hold up)
Ever felt that freedom, put them hands to the sky, like (Put 'em up, uh)
Ayy, like the grace in my life (Uh-huh)
Hands to the ceilin', got you feelin' so right, like (Hold on, wait)
Boy, she killed that hook, bro, haha