How They Feel
I wonder how my mama feel Breedin' a diamond from the mud
Bitch I was shinin' before they knew I was the plug
One thing about Darion, they know I don't give a fuck
I wonder how my daddy feel See his son got them bricks and he doin' all
That kinda deals Wonder how my granny feel
I'm knowin' how my brother feel Saw that chopper in my hand ready to shoot
Nothing new shit, we just doin' what we do I be the one and bro be the two
Had him sick like the flu when I told him what he had on
Wonder how she feel she got that card that her dad gone
Nigga played it wrong, swear to God he was mad wrong
Niggas break the rules then it be a lot of sad songs
And they blame you Shit I'm already knowin' what that pain do
So I had to sit him down, give him game, dude Stay a hunnid to this game, nigga stay true
Don't let it break you I wasn't always ballin
Should've been a lot of sufferin' No heat in that basement
I'm a steel fuckin' house, guess they think that I'm Asian
Eyes dumb, I hear it good, I'm Puerto Rican, look baby
Pass me that dope, let me see what it's takin
Thankful for Tawana, I needed a placement He needed a facelift
Wouldn't be me if I don't say shit Say a lot about Darion, they say he ain't never
Changin' Loyal like my mama, till I'm fed up
All them backstabs, the reason he eatin' that lead up
I thought it was a test, I thought you was a vet
I was a young nigga, but I ran with the vets Bought him from the west, then I sold him
At the town Who gon' hold me
I hold niggas down I was told niggas clowns
But I ain't wanna see it Shout out to them suck-ass niggas, they wanna
Beat me This shit in me, not on me
He don't keep it real, then he ain't my homie Little bitch pussy like spinnin' some macaroni
Saw the lust in her eyes, knew she would put it on me
You save me from what? Damn, you frontin' on me
They ain't speakin' on the times that I fronted, homie
From half the zips, bitch, I had mad chips Way before J.R., I was in my bag, bitch
You had a crutch like me, still was stagnant Y'all believe in all the rhymes, stop the madness
Fire stick, leave him blind, he get too close These EPs was cool, but this here's some new dough
Bitch I was shinin' before they knew I was the plug
One thing about Darion, they know I don't give a fuck
I wonder how my daddy feel See his son got them bricks and he doin' all
That kinda deals Wonder how my granny feel
I'm knowin' how my brother feel Saw that chopper in my hand ready to shoot
Nothing new shit, we just doin' what we do I be the one and bro be the two
Had him sick like the flu when I told him what he had on
Wonder how she feel she got that card that her dad gone
Nigga played it wrong, swear to God he was mad wrong
Niggas break the rules then it be a lot of sad songs
And they blame you Shit I'm already knowin' what that pain do
So I had to sit him down, give him game, dude Stay a hunnid to this game, nigga stay true
Don't let it break you I wasn't always ballin
Should've been a lot of sufferin' No heat in that basement
I'm a steel fuckin' house, guess they think that I'm Asian
Eyes dumb, I hear it good, I'm Puerto Rican, look baby
Pass me that dope, let me see what it's takin
Thankful for Tawana, I needed a placement He needed a facelift
Wouldn't be me if I don't say shit Say a lot about Darion, they say he ain't never
Changin' Loyal like my mama, till I'm fed up
All them backstabs, the reason he eatin' that lead up
I thought it was a test, I thought you was a vet
I was a young nigga, but I ran with the vets Bought him from the west, then I sold him
At the town Who gon' hold me
I hold niggas down I was told niggas clowns
But I ain't wanna see it Shout out to them suck-ass niggas, they wanna
Beat me This shit in me, not on me
He don't keep it real, then he ain't my homie Little bitch pussy like spinnin' some macaroni
Saw the lust in her eyes, knew she would put it on me
You save me from what? Damn, you frontin' on me
They ain't speakin' on the times that I fronted, homie
From half the zips, bitch, I had mad chips Way before J.R., I was in my bag, bitch
You had a crutch like me, still was stagnant Y'all believe in all the rhymes, stop the madness
Fire stick, leave him blind, he get too close These EPs was cool, but this here's some new dough
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Writer(s): Darion Gamble
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