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SYRE – Feel At Home Lyrics

Feel At Home by SYRE
Released : 2018

Ski, we got another one
Hey, aye
Getter with the hitter
Yuh
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
Huh, huh, huh, huh
Okay b----, yuh
Yuh, yuh, huh, okay
Yuh, yuh, yuh, b----
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh
What did you say?

Okay, b----, I’m getting sweaty, huh
‘Cause I’m getting heavy, uh
‘Cause I’m eating good (yuh, yuh)
I got a plate of steak and spaghetti, uh (sauce)
Ain’t no n---- run my cul-de-sac like E-Ed, Edd n Eddy, uh
Black b---- don’t give Becky, uh (aye)
Jason versus Freddy

Jigsaw versus Chucky, huh
Your b---- wanna f--- me, huh
13th on a Friday, made your a---- real unlucky, huh
All these lames is hanging, man, they treat me like a bungee
Yeah, she love me like a puppy
Yeah, she tripping like she clumsy, huh

Looking like A1 Perico, and I wipe her [?]
This should be illegal
I just smoked hella Backwoods
Now I feel like I’m high as a beak on a seagull (aye aye)
Get to the back, like my name is Kris Kringle
Give ’em the finger, then show ’em the nina (then show ’em the nina, a-a-aye)

Illy, illy, illy, illy (aye)
Never defeated, Ctrl+Alt+Delete it
I show ’em the nina (yeah, yeah)
I pull up in Beemers, I’m flyer than seagulls
I aqua like ‘Fina (f---, s---)
Bullets Iridium, Saudi arabia
Alter your cranium
I’m in the [?], I’m in the [?]
I’m in the [?], I’m in the [?] (aye)
You want no smoke when I propane flow
AK scope, I’m coming for your throat
Off-White cord on a Hi-C boat
Know I’m finna drip like a lion in the cold
Ride in my lane, y’all losing your life
Killing y’all lames with a Goyard knife
What y’all trying, I did that twice
Vegas boy, I throw them dice

Okay, b----, I’m getting sweaty, huh
‘Cause I’m getting heavy, uh
‘Cause I’m eating good (yuh, yuh)
I got a plate of steak and spaghetti, uh (sauce)
Ain’t no n---- run my cul-de-sac like E-Ed, Edd n Eddy, uh (aye)
Black b---- don’t give Becky, uh (aye)
Jason versus Freddy
Okay, b----, I’m getting sweaty, huh
‘Cause I’m getting heavy, uh
‘Cause I’m eating good
I got a plate of steak and spaghetti, uh
Ain’t no n---- run my cul-de-sac like E-Ed, Edd n Eddy, uh
Black b---- don’t give Becky, uh (aye)
Jason versus Freddy