​push to make it feel right lyrics

[Verse 1: Kevin Abstract]
Stuff 'em all in the projects
n*ggas taking our profit
n*ggas talking for profit
I'm a prophet that's boxed in
A boyfriend that's toxic
I warned him, then stopped it
Took a sip and I hopped in
f*cked all my white friends
And learned from my black ones
Yeah, I'm definitely my dad's son
With the soul of a Jackson
And the c*ck of a Jordan
They rob my n*gga for Jordans
At the park, sparking a jordan
Bleach the BLEACH plaque golden

[Bridge: Kevin Abstract]
Need me a check
n*gga, I need me a check
See how they puttin' my genius in check?
See how they puttin' ideas in my head?
I don't understand, go with the plan
Look at my palms, look at my hands
Look at the sand, Jesus Christ
My life, what is Jesus Christ?
Need me a, need me a, need me a check
[Verse 2: Dom McLennon]
We was dreamin' of such
n*ggas turn G's into funks
What you believe in?
These n*ggas is demons or somethin'
They made a deal with the devil
Had LA on raisin' the sun
Stick to your truth cause it's all that you got
In this world full of demon and sc*m
Jesus Christ, don't touch me
Y'all so dusty, I need you to fall back
You scarin' the customers, trust me

[Verse 3: Matt Champion]
I'mma- I'mma- I'mma- I'mma keep the bill for a wild one
We don't need to brag, it's been a wild run
I do not see future, don't know outcome
All I know is I'mma be a rich b*tch, b*tch (Ah!)
Rich b*tch (Huh, b*tch, huh, rich)
Rich b*tch (Huh, b*tch, huh, b*tch)
Rich b*tch (Huh, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch)
Rich b*tch (I'mma be a b*tch, f*ck it)
Rich b*tch! (b*tch, ha!)
Rich b*tch (Yeah, I'mma be a b*tch, little b*tch)
Yeah, rich b*tch (Like a bad, huh)
Come on, b*tch, f*ckin' b*tch, yeah (Like a bad b*tch)
[Verse 4: Joba]
Vámanos, get it and go
Breaking the mold, look how I flow
Watching them fall like dominoes, showered in gold
What do you know?
Came back with the new digs, always some new sh*t
Never renewed, b*tch, always an old fit, sh*t
Paid my dues, paid in full, always some new money
The "f*ck how you feel" sh*t, the "f*ck what it was" sh*t
I'm psychic, the "Like Mike" kid posting my shoes still
Too much I can't feel
Walking on water like Jesus, I'm so facetious

[Outro: Joba & Kevin Abstract]
[Vocalizing]
Uh, gotta push to make it feel right, make it feel right
Tried to push to make it feel like, feel, feel, feel
Gotta push to make it feel right, make it feel right
Gotta push to make it feel right, make it feel