How It Feel
Ahnnnnn
Check out my grillz you know how it feel
Check out my bitches they looking to Kill
All of my niggas are willing to Kill
Hit by a bullet you know how it feel
You know How it feels
You know How it feel
Check out my grillz you know how it feel
Check out my bitches they looking to kill
You know how it feel
All of my niggas are willing to kill
Hit by a bullet you know how it feel
Check out my drip you know how it feel
Check out my bitches they looking to kill
All of my niggas are willing to kill
Hit by a bullet you know how it feels
You know how it feel
You know how it feel
Check out my bitches they looking to kill
All of my niggas are willing to kill
All I see is new notes
No division on Roads
All I got is new goals
All I got is new goals
All I got is new goals
How does it feel to lose your mother and a daughter
All that money order and they ain't even coming back
Check out my grillz you know how it feel
Check out my bitches they looking to kill
You know how it feel
All of my niggas are willing to kill
Hit by a bullet you know how it feel
Check out my drip you know how it feel
Check out my bitches they looking to kill
(You know how it feel)
All of my niggas are willing to kill
(You know how it feeel)
Hit by a bullet you know how it feel
(All of ma niggas they know how it feel)
You know how it feel
You know how it feel
Nigga you know how it feel
Every night popping the seal
Every night we make a deal
You know how it feel
You know how it feel
Tell me you know how it feel
Awww yeaaa
You know it's Real!
Put your heart into it and do it, that word to the wise (Word word)
You straying farther from the truth so why all you do is tell lies
Cries from the helpless in the air screaming we need the supplies...
And we need our rights
Cuz this just ain't right cuz...
But alright I got it once
No need to tell me twice (Whoop whoop)
Imma do ASAP nigga
Imma prosper and I always strive
Your baby mama ain't your girlfriend
Why you making her your wife nigga?
I got people who ain't got a clue what to do about life nigga
Shebi you know
As e dey go
Shebi you know we dey go
Take you to heaven and back
Omo brother hustle no be for show
I could play with pigs and clean up real quick
They say it better when you're not being a dick
Mama pretty, fast ass real thick
Gotta lotta people telling me hit
Check out my grillz you know how it feel
Check out my bitches they looking to Kill
All of my niggas are willing to Kill
Hit by a bullet you know how it feel
You know How it feels
You know How it feel
Check out my grillz you know how it feel
Check out my bitches they looking to kill
You know how it feel
All of my niggas are willing to kill
Hit by a bullet you know how it feel
Check out my drip you know how it feel
Check out my bitches they looking to kill
All of my niggas are willing to kill
Hit by a bullet you know how it feels
You know how it feel
You know how it feel
Check out my bitches they looking to kill
All of my niggas are willing to kill
All I see is new notes
No division on Roads
All I got is new goals
All I got is new goals
All I got is new goals
How does it feel to lose your mother and a daughter
All that money order and they ain't even coming back
Check out my grillz you know how it feel
Check out my bitches they looking to kill
You know how it feel
All of my niggas are willing to kill
Hit by a bullet you know how it feel
Check out my drip you know how it feel
Check out my bitches they looking to kill
(You know how it feel)
All of my niggas are willing to kill
(You know how it feeel)
Hit by a bullet you know how it feel
(All of ma niggas they know how it feel)
You know how it feel
You know how it feel
Nigga you know how it feel
Every night popping the seal
Every night we make a deal
You know how it feel
You know how it feel
Tell me you know how it feel
Awww yeaaa
You know it's Real!
Put your heart into it and do it, that word to the wise (Word word)
You straying farther from the truth so why all you do is tell lies
Cries from the helpless in the air screaming we need the supplies...
And we need our rights
Cuz this just ain't right cuz...
But alright I got it once
No need to tell me twice (Whoop whoop)
Imma do ASAP nigga
Imma prosper and I always strive
Your baby mama ain't your girlfriend
Why you making her your wife nigga?
I got people who ain't got a clue what to do about life nigga
Shebi you know
As e dey go
Shebi you know we dey go
Take you to heaven and back
Omo brother hustle no be for show
I could play with pigs and clean up real quick
They say it better when you're not being a dick
Mama pretty, fast ass real thick
Gotta lotta people telling me hit
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Writer(s): Qudus Salami
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