Made Me Feel

Money at the top and that's how it made me feel
And I had to really drop everything else living in hell
Gotta get it for yourself first
And we gon ship it in the mail It works
And when you put it on a scale It's perfect
Did a lot of dirt and I was hurting
We was tryna to get it out the dirty
Cause we heard it move fast
Burn a new match ima do it
Getting this cash we into it
Came up off a pack nigga that's real
That give me back chills fuck a rap deal
And these hating ass niggas on sack still
Few laps did now I'm shopping at Saks
And I barely even stunt
Now I get me what I want

When I want to, made my own moves
Cause they ain't know what I was going through
Everything going through your brain is controlling you
And when you're uncontrollable
That gon get ahold of you
I been mad too I been unapproachable
I remember back when I had hope for you
Poker moves stack chips broke the rules
First class skip that I was floating school
Got my first ten racks I was so amused
Gotta move different gotta flip it to a twenty-two
I ain't racing why you tryna get in front of who
I just make that real music they be humming to
Take it up another level another notch
No pebbles on the watch boy you messing with the cost
Ready or not, better change your story
Cause the devil gon plot

Money at the top and that's how it made me feel
And I had to really drop everything else living in hell
Gotta get it for yourself first
And we gon ship it in the mail It works
And when you put it on a scale It's perfect
Did a lot of dirt and I was hurting
We was tryna to get it out the dirty
Cause we heard it move fast
Burn a new match ima do it
Getting this cash we into it
Came up off a pack nigga that's real
That give me back chills fuck a rap deal
And these hating ass niggas on sack still
Few laps did now I'm shopping at Saks
And I barely even stunt
Now I get me what I want

And it made me feel
Like I had something to prove like I would kill
If I ain't had nothing to do I would be them
But I ain't stooping to that
And I ain't stupid in fact
They carry them knives & they put two in your back
Only the real I ain't doing no cap
If it ain't the money I ain't getting attached
I can't keep going you gon throw me off track
Cause you know that I would throw you my last
You say I'm for myself but
Fist fights shoot outs I was down for it
Different money left town for it
P's made me do the diddy bop
I'm a bad boy yeah
And that's how it made me feel

Money at the top and that's how it made me feel
And I had to really drop everything else living in hell
Gotta get it for yourself first
And we gon ship it in the mail It works
And when you put it on a scale It's perfect
Did a lot of dirt and I was hurting
We was tryna to get it out the dirty
Cause we heard it move fast
Burn a new match ima do it
Getting this cash we into it
Came up off a pack nigga that's real
That give me back chills fuck a rap deal
And these hating ass niggas on sack still
Few laps did now I'm shopping at Saks
And I barely even stunt
Now I get me what I want



Credits
Writer(s): Devonte Simon
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