Joell Ortiz - In My Feelings Lyrics

(Heatmakerz, Crack Music)
Yeah

Uh, I'm in my feelings y'all, pardon
I feel like Oakley in the Garden
When I played it was full contact
And I ain't see a quarter of these contracts
(Huh)

I put up numbers when I hold this mic
But see I came up in an era where HOV was Mike
Being a fellow Brooklynite, I was an ALL Star
But never got to pop champagne 'cept in a Sports Bar

Now I'd be lying if I said I hadn't gone far
But I'm still tight 'bout what I mentioned in that four bar
A younger me just steaming 'em wit this pen
Wonder what I woulda been if streaming existed then

Young May, Cash Clay, leaning into ya chin
Leaving 'em in the wind as I'm weaving 'em let's begin
In '07 the Brick dropped, Hip Hop made a pit stop
On this block in Brooklyn and noticed I had the strip locked

Big Rocks in my socks all tied into small ziplocks
Fifth Glock on my hip had 'em dancing before Tik Tok
Wave cap, skully and my braids all ugly
Pitching, y'all should want a signed baseball from me

Listen I feel like Strawberry at Shea
Whenever I had to bat, y'all saw an Apple a Day
And it still wasn't enough to keep the Doctor away
'Cause, yeah, shortly after that I signed to Dre

Y-A-O-W-A and NWAs own
Joined forces y'all in trouble today
That's how I felt when that ink hit that paper
Then minor league coaching advised me to leave the majors

Big League mistake in my opinion I was loyal to a fault
What they did for Kendrick Lamar they was tryna do for ya boy
But that didn't include everybody inside the room
'Cause Dre seen what I saw later, but it's cool

Live and ya learn, no bridges burned I give and I earn
I sleep really well at night, while they twist and they turn
But back to rap, none of y'all 'cause a bit of concern
I been underrated since Undertaker lifting his urn

So then I jumped on this record with Joe
Man y'all know how the rest of this go
Niggas screaming Slaughterhouse as I exit the show
Head to toe, fly as fuck while the X's and O's

Was pouring in from the baddest, lotta whores got ravished
Four month damage on my tour bus mattress
'Cause the four headed monster flamed shit above average
Then they called the Fire Marshall, wit the last name Mathers

Just let me know 'cause I'll stop if you want
Or keep cutting, 'cause I feel like Barry Sanders with blockers in front