How I'm Feelin'
Sweatsuit that's how I'm feelin'
100 thousand dollar coupe that's how I'm feelin'
Yea Yea
Paper stack up to the ceiling
Betta' grab ya hardhats cause' it's gonna be drillin'
Yea yea
I'm only talkin' what I'm livin'
Money movin' when I'm chillin'
Only doin' what I'm feelin'
Yea yea
Yea yea that's how I'm feelin'
Yea yea
Yea yea that's how I'm feelin'
Yea yea
Sweatsuit that's how I'm feelin'
Even though google say I'm worth a couple million
Stomach empty wonder should I put a pill in
In a wraith high spottin' ufo's on the ceiling
They say my dawg did a drillin'
But lord knows he wasn't involved, he appealin'
People change when the blood get to spillin'
Know some niggas kept it solid still got labeled as the villain
It's up, either u spyin' or you in it
What's up? either you buyin' or you dealin' nigga
I'm from the city niggas died when they children
If you still alive might as well try an get a trillion nigga
20 pack how I'm feelin'
Goin' platinum with the vac Mr. seal it
I'll get a nigga whacked while I'm chillin'
At the BET awards I was still in the buildin' like
Sweatsuit that's how I'm feelin'
100 thousand dollar coupe that's how I'm feelin'
Yea Yea
Paper stack up to the ceiling
Betta' grab ya hardhats cause' it's gonna be drillin'
Yea yea
I'm only talkin' what I'm livin'
Money movin' when I'm chillin'
Only doin' what I'm feelin'
Yea yea
Yea yea that's how I'm feelin'
Yea yea
Yea yea that's how I'm feelin'
Yea yea
I be smokin' while I'm dippin'
In an out of lanes, foreign leather what I'm grippin'
Call the bank, had to order up some chicken
By the sink, on the stove I'm in the kitchen
Bitch you out yo mind tryna steer me off my mission
if you want my time, gotta pay me like tuition
If you ain't my slime then that means you just a lizard
I say what's on my mind cause' that's really how I'm feelin'
Sweatsuit that's how I'm feelin'
100 thousand dollar coupe that's how I'm feelin'
Yea Yea
Paper stack up to the ceiling
Betta' grab ya hardhats cause' it's gonna be drillin'
Yea yea
I'm only talkin' what I'm livin'
Money movin' when I'm chillin'
Only doin' what I'm feelin'
Yea yea
Yea yea that's how I'm feelin'
Yea yea
Yea yea that's how I'm feelin'
Yea yea
100 thousand dollar coupe that's how I'm feelin'
Yea Yea
Paper stack up to the ceiling
Betta' grab ya hardhats cause' it's gonna be drillin'
Yea yea
I'm only talkin' what I'm livin'
Money movin' when I'm chillin'
Only doin' what I'm feelin'
Yea yea
Yea yea that's how I'm feelin'
Yea yea
Yea yea that's how I'm feelin'
Yea yea
Sweatsuit that's how I'm feelin'
Even though google say I'm worth a couple million
Stomach empty wonder should I put a pill in
In a wraith high spottin' ufo's on the ceiling
They say my dawg did a drillin'
But lord knows he wasn't involved, he appealin'
People change when the blood get to spillin'
Know some niggas kept it solid still got labeled as the villain
It's up, either u spyin' or you in it
What's up? either you buyin' or you dealin' nigga
I'm from the city niggas died when they children
If you still alive might as well try an get a trillion nigga
20 pack how I'm feelin'
Goin' platinum with the vac Mr. seal it
I'll get a nigga whacked while I'm chillin'
At the BET awards I was still in the buildin' like
Sweatsuit that's how I'm feelin'
100 thousand dollar coupe that's how I'm feelin'
Yea Yea
Paper stack up to the ceiling
Betta' grab ya hardhats cause' it's gonna be drillin'
Yea yea
I'm only talkin' what I'm livin'
Money movin' when I'm chillin'
Only doin' what I'm feelin'
Yea yea
Yea yea that's how I'm feelin'
Yea yea
Yea yea that's how I'm feelin'
Yea yea
I be smokin' while I'm dippin'
In an out of lanes, foreign leather what I'm grippin'
Call the bank, had to order up some chicken
By the sink, on the stove I'm in the kitchen
Bitch you out yo mind tryna steer me off my mission
if you want my time, gotta pay me like tuition
If you ain't my slime then that means you just a lizard
I say what's on my mind cause' that's really how I'm feelin'
Sweatsuit that's how I'm feelin'
100 thousand dollar coupe that's how I'm feelin'
Yea Yea
Paper stack up to the ceiling
Betta' grab ya hardhats cause' it's gonna be drillin'
Yea yea
I'm only talkin' what I'm livin'
Money movin' when I'm chillin'
Only doin' what I'm feelin'
Yea yea
Yea yea that's how I'm feelin'
Yea yea
Yea yea that's how I'm feelin'
Yea yea
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Writer(s): Rich Rocka
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