How I Feel

Uh, WoodsWide
JiggyShit come on

Never gon lag it
Getting at it since a youngin
Still a they web getting squashed so they bugging
Superbad mixtapes ain't talkin' bout McLovin
She calling me honey need sum B's til I'm buzzin
Water balloon fight so it's time to get the bussin
Gotta show me what you say or it's really meaning nothing
Put her hands behind her back but she know that I ain't cuffing
She call me Diddy with the love but hardly puffing
Third Thursday in November so it's time to get the stuffing
Jim Brown in the whole so it's time to get the truckin

Hard times but they really getting easier
How the people say they with you only getting greedier
Don't believe it til I'm on Wikipedia
Same niggas hit you up on social media
Same life doing nothing now it's eating you
Same niggas talkin' bout I believe in you
Still wilding, still fouling, still reaching (Yeah)
Still getting what they sow and they reaping (Yeah)
We write rules
Y'all niggas ain't grown you in high school
All the popular kids they slight cool
Really just bums they hype fools
Barely got a job or night school
Hope you constructing like Bob with the right tools
With the right rules

Rewritten, it was written like I'm Esco
Still boomin' in the game like I'm metro
Snoop dogg doggystyle tell em' fetch h*e
Should've said what it was from the get go
Still getting money we collect mo'
In the field just do it so we check mo'
Better give or we taking all respect doe
But it's still too much for them to let go
For them to let go
For them to let go
For them to let go

It's time to let go

You better let go
You better let go