How I Felt
Counting all this money
Got me feelin' like I'm Kevin Gates
Niggas talkin' shit
I swear to God that they can die today
I been smokin' on this dope
It's gettin' me so high today
I be smokin' all this dope
It's gettin' me so high today
Come through shootin' shit
I'm ballin' hard like I'm Jrue Holiday
Pick the wrong side, yo body fall
I watch you die today
I'm trying to get some money, flip this shit
And share it with my niggas
Throwing all this dirt up on my name
'Cause they ain't fuckin' wit us
I said the fuck the opps
And niggas in they gang
'Cause they won't come and get us
And I ain't never changed
I been the same since I was lil nigga
I been goin' hard
I ain't gone stop until I'm to the end
I used to take some L's
But now I'm up
And all I know is win
I said I speak my real life
And all you niggas do is follow trends
I said I'm trying to be rich
I ain't just satisfied with meeting ends
I'm tired of everybody
Think I'm better off just by myself
They throw it my face
So why the fuck would I ask them for help
Smoking on this gas
And they say that it's bad for my my health
How the fuck I'm 'posed to feel
When they ain't give a fuck about how I felt
How the fuck I'm 'posed to feel
When they ain't give a fuck about how I felt
How the fuck I'm 'posed to feel
Can you tell me is it real
And you niggas ain't real
Ooh
Yeah
They go say that I'm not real
Or that I'm fake because I'm goin' ghost
I can't hang around these niggas
'Cause they crazy and they do the most
Seemin' like they hate me
That's why niggas like me keep it close
Please don't try to play me
Or I'll throw yo ass right off a boat
Listen to my words when I be talkin'
'Cause bitch, I'm a GOAT
When you see the federales lurkin'
Yo ass better go
When you see some niggas creepin' on you
Then you better blow
And you can keep that diss
Because my choppa gotta better flow
I'm just talkin' shit
But I'm just sayin' I had to let 'em know
In these streets they might just kill you
Or they send you to the medical
He was hangin' with the opps
I seen that shit
And I couldn't let it go
Choppa make 'em float
And turn that pussy boy into a ghost
I said I had to change
All my brothas do is gangbang
Or they feel pain
Pistols goin' bang bang
Got me feelin' like I'm Kevin Gates
Niggas talkin' shit
I swear to God that they can die today
I been smokin' on this dope
It's gettin' me so high today
I be smokin' all this dope
It's gettin' me so high today
Come through shootin' shit
I'm ballin' hard like I'm Jrue Holiday
Pick the wrong side, yo body fall
I watch you die today
I'm trying to get some money, flip this shit
And share it with my niggas
Throwing all this dirt up on my name
'Cause they ain't fuckin' wit us
I said the fuck the opps
And niggas in they gang
'Cause they won't come and get us
And I ain't never changed
I been the same since I was lil nigga
I been goin' hard
I ain't gone stop until I'm to the end
I used to take some L's
But now I'm up
And all I know is win
I said I speak my real life
And all you niggas do is follow trends
I said I'm trying to be rich
I ain't just satisfied with meeting ends
I'm tired of everybody
Think I'm better off just by myself
They throw it my face
So why the fuck would I ask them for help
Smoking on this gas
And they say that it's bad for my my health
How the fuck I'm 'posed to feel
When they ain't give a fuck about how I felt
How the fuck I'm 'posed to feel
When they ain't give a fuck about how I felt
How the fuck I'm 'posed to feel
Can you tell me is it real
And you niggas ain't real
Ooh
Yeah
They go say that I'm not real
Or that I'm fake because I'm goin' ghost
I can't hang around these niggas
'Cause they crazy and they do the most
Seemin' like they hate me
That's why niggas like me keep it close
Please don't try to play me
Or I'll throw yo ass right off a boat
Listen to my words when I be talkin'
'Cause bitch, I'm a GOAT
When you see the federales lurkin'
Yo ass better go
When you see some niggas creepin' on you
Then you better blow
And you can keep that diss
Because my choppa gotta better flow
I'm just talkin' shit
But I'm just sayin' I had to let 'em know
In these streets they might just kill you
Or they send you to the medical
He was hangin' with the opps
I seen that shit
And I couldn't let it go
Choppa make 'em float
And turn that pussy boy into a ghost
I said I had to change
All my brothas do is gangbang
Or they feel pain
Pistols goin' bang bang
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Writer(s): Rashawn Watson
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