This Feeling
When niggas see me out
And tell me I'm the man
They wanna be like me when I grow up
They be tripping, but shit
I just tell 'em I'm livin' forreal
That's all a nigga doin'
Entec Ether, Rubberband
What it do Keedy?
Every gram, every ounce
Every brick, every bo'
All the hoes that I done fucked
Every car that I done drove
Every nickel, every dime
Every diamond, every pearl
I wouldn't trade this feeling
For nothin' in this world, no
Nothin' in this world, bitch
Nothin' in this world, hoe
I woudn't trade this feeling
For nothin' in this world, hoe
Nothin' in this world, bitch
Nothin' in this world, hoe
I woudn't trade this feeling
For nothin' in this world, nooo
I got hoes like I won the superbowl
Ballin' like I'm in the playoffs from selling ye' and soft
Tryna' hit the world series with my girls with me
Tell Russell I'll sign for a million
And a purple Bentley come and get me
Childish Gambino shit you got to stay woke
Up watching uncut selling uncut straight coke
Even a finesser been fooled once
Way before likes
I was the nigga with the cool points
I lift the rays let you niggas see the pain in my eyes
If I don't sign, I'm a sell cocaine til' I die
Never seen you in the trap with no work
You must've called out
Bench ridin' ass niggas never ball out
Put that on your skull let it sink in
Rubbin' tussin' on the blunt I got to drinkin'
Do it I'm a do it then
Fuck who I'm influencing
Love what I'm doing
They just hate it's me doing it
Every gram, every ounce
Every brick, every bo'
All the hoes that I done fucked
Every car that I done drove
Every nickel, every dime
Every diamond, every pearl
I wouldn't trade this feeling
For nothin' in this world, no
Nothin' in this world, bitch
Nothin' in this world, hoe
I woudn't trade this feeling
For nothin' in this world, hoe
Nothin' in this world, bitch
Nothin' in this world, hoe
I woudn't trade this feeling
For nothin' in this world, nooo
Nigga, you don't know the feeling
Riding in the car with no ceiling
Have you ever went to sleep broke
Next day counting a quarter million
Got a couple niggas in they feelings
Don't wanna see me on top
I brought all my niggas with me
Everybody with me from the block
Everybody blowing up my phone
Everybody need something
When I was broke as hell
Nobody gave me nothing
Everybody wanna see something
Everybody tryna peep something
Just gave two bad bitches
Two bands a piece to have a threesome
But nigga I ain't tripping
This the life I chose
I'm out here fucking mad bitches
So you know I ain't cuffing no hoe
Man I used to break down bo's
Now I'm getting paid for the shows
Now I'm getting paid with these verses
I used to get paid for the dope
I fell in love with this shit
I never trade it for the world
My son Gucci down
Bought some Prada for my lil' girls
I fell in love with this shit
I fell in love with this shit
Plus I'm 100 found my niggas
A plug on the bricks
Every gram, every ounce
Every brick, every bo'
All the hoes that I done fucked
Every car that I done drove
Every nickel, every dime
Every diamond, every pearl
I wouldn't trade this feeling
For nothin' in this world, no
Nothin' in this world, bitch
Nothin' in this world, hoe
I woudn't trade this feeling
For nothin' in this world, hoe
Nothin' in this world, bitch
Nothin' in this world, hoe
I woudn't trade this feeling
For nothin' in this world, nooo
And tell me I'm the man
They wanna be like me when I grow up
They be tripping, but shit
I just tell 'em I'm livin' forreal
That's all a nigga doin'
Entec Ether, Rubberband
What it do Keedy?
Every gram, every ounce
Every brick, every bo'
All the hoes that I done fucked
Every car that I done drove
Every nickel, every dime
Every diamond, every pearl
I wouldn't trade this feeling
For nothin' in this world, no
Nothin' in this world, bitch
Nothin' in this world, hoe
I woudn't trade this feeling
For nothin' in this world, hoe
Nothin' in this world, bitch
Nothin' in this world, hoe
I woudn't trade this feeling
For nothin' in this world, nooo
I got hoes like I won the superbowl
Ballin' like I'm in the playoffs from selling ye' and soft
Tryna' hit the world series with my girls with me
Tell Russell I'll sign for a million
And a purple Bentley come and get me
Childish Gambino shit you got to stay woke
Up watching uncut selling uncut straight coke
Even a finesser been fooled once
Way before likes
I was the nigga with the cool points
I lift the rays let you niggas see the pain in my eyes
If I don't sign, I'm a sell cocaine til' I die
Never seen you in the trap with no work
You must've called out
Bench ridin' ass niggas never ball out
Put that on your skull let it sink in
Rubbin' tussin' on the blunt I got to drinkin'
Do it I'm a do it then
Fuck who I'm influencing
Love what I'm doing
They just hate it's me doing it
Every gram, every ounce
Every brick, every bo'
All the hoes that I done fucked
Every car that I done drove
Every nickel, every dime
Every diamond, every pearl
I wouldn't trade this feeling
For nothin' in this world, no
Nothin' in this world, bitch
Nothin' in this world, hoe
I woudn't trade this feeling
For nothin' in this world, hoe
Nothin' in this world, bitch
Nothin' in this world, hoe
I woudn't trade this feeling
For nothin' in this world, nooo
Nigga, you don't know the feeling
Riding in the car with no ceiling
Have you ever went to sleep broke
Next day counting a quarter million
Got a couple niggas in they feelings
Don't wanna see me on top
I brought all my niggas with me
Everybody with me from the block
Everybody blowing up my phone
Everybody need something
When I was broke as hell
Nobody gave me nothing
Everybody wanna see something
Everybody tryna peep something
Just gave two bad bitches
Two bands a piece to have a threesome
But nigga I ain't tripping
This the life I chose
I'm out here fucking mad bitches
So you know I ain't cuffing no hoe
Man I used to break down bo's
Now I'm getting paid for the shows
Now I'm getting paid with these verses
I used to get paid for the dope
I fell in love with this shit
I never trade it for the world
My son Gucci down
Bought some Prada for my lil' girls
I fell in love with this shit
I fell in love with this shit
Plus I'm 100 found my niggas
A plug on the bricks
Every gram, every ounce
Every brick, every bo'
All the hoes that I done fucked
Every car that I done drove
Every nickel, every dime
Every diamond, every pearl
I wouldn't trade this feeling
For nothin' in this world, no
Nothin' in this world, bitch
Nothin' in this world, hoe
I woudn't trade this feeling
For nothin' in this world, hoe
Nothin' in this world, bitch
Nothin' in this world, hoe
I woudn't trade this feeling
For nothin' in this world, nooo
Credits
Writer(s): Ferdinand Washington, Stanley J Lewis
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