How I Feel

Came up from the mud
Now it's diamonds in my chain!

Coupe white cocaine!
Broke niggas cant hang!

Money and the power
Yea I got it, still aint change!

Ima die real!
Stand on my word
Protect my name yea!

Thats how I feel!

And we up it
We shoot to kill yea!

Bro just copped a TEC
You gone see the refs forreal yea

Thats how I feel!
Money stacking
Thats for real yea

Thats how I feel!
Popped 2 Tesla
Now I can't feel yea!

Bro just copped a TEC
Only up it, shoot to kill yea

Money through the roof
Pop a Tesla
Pop the seal yea

Bitch I been the truth

Ain't believe it
Made them feel
'They don't know what I feel!
Perkie I will!

First time, touched 100
I aint switch up, I ain't change!

Broke niggas cant hang
Ran it up and fed my gang

Went and got the money
And put diamonds on my chain

'Power all that i feel!
Take what, I will!

Broke niggas funny
Get your money, not your funny up!

Walk in Neiman

Keep it a huncho
Blew a Honey bun

Valentino shoes
Moschino scarf

Lil bitch this 1 of 1!

OUTERSPACE!
See the roof got the stars!

Geeked up
Going to mars!

I move swift, In foreign cars
Sip lean, throw racks no prob!

I was broke!
Now im rich!
I ain't never kept no job

Pull up lit
On the strip
Vees be double parked!

Ima trip
Astronaut, I was born a star!

She like papi where you at?!
Im like 'baby chasing racks
'Baby glock, with me attached!

He throw shots
He catch em back!

I spent late nights in the trap!
Just for me to make it back
Cut the snakes
And dead the rats!

Came up from the mud
Now it's diamonds in my chain!

Coupe white cocaine!
Broke niggas cant hang!

Money and the power
Yea I got it, still aint change!

Ima die real!
Stand on my word
Protect my name yea!

Thats how I feel!

And we up it
We shoot to kill yea!

Bro just copped a TEC
You gone see the refs forreal yea

Thats how I feel!
Money stacking
Thats for real yea

Thats how I feel!
Popped 2 Tesla
Now I can't feel yea!



Credits
Writer(s): Pluto Outerspace
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