Coat Tailers
That's how it feels
That's how it feels ay
That's how it feels
How it feels
That's how it feels ay
Free Your Mind
Look
I just smoked a couple ounces for the week
Fuck it lately I've been going for the gusto
Cookin shit up that's profound
Fuck the peace
They keep talking like they hate me
But it's love though
I just know a bunch of dick riding bitches
When I'm popping off they actin like they know me
Whole time think you gotta watch your enemies
Then realize you can't trust your homies
They ain't fuckin with you
You gotta understand
They all play a role
Everybody out for themselves
Everybody cut throat
Bitch I been rollin through the city
Like I'm Don Corleone
Annihilate who tryin stopping me
The coldest
Fuckin with a Rolling Stone
I got both eye on the throne
Plan on living out these prophecies
And I just know some hoes down to go
Quick to leave they man at home dawg
And honesty ain't policy
That's the type of shit these people on
Doin' anything to blow
Fuck your feelings. Need acknowledgments
And I can see it in they eyes
They don't really want it
A bunch of Coat Tailers
Tryna figure out your lives
Bitch I promise I'ma haunt you
God Damnit
Sit and watch it manifest gon' be a mind trip
Know the minute I go gold they back on my dick
She the type to suck a dick for notoriety
You thinkin' that she wifey homie
Really you a side bitch
You already know
My heart's grown cold with it
Nothing goes better in this world
Than Coat Tailers and some Gold Diggers
You've sold your life
That's how it feels ay
That's how it feels
How it feels
That's how it feels ay
Free Your Mind
Look
I just smoked a couple ounces for the week
Fuck it lately I've been going for the gusto
Cookin shit up that's profound
Fuck the peace
They keep talking like they hate me
But it's love though
I just know a bunch of dick riding bitches
When I'm popping off they actin like they know me
Whole time think you gotta watch your enemies
Then realize you can't trust your homies
They ain't fuckin with you
You gotta understand
They all play a role
Everybody out for themselves
Everybody cut throat
Bitch I been rollin through the city
Like I'm Don Corleone
Annihilate who tryin stopping me
The coldest
Fuckin with a Rolling Stone
I got both eye on the throne
Plan on living out these prophecies
And I just know some hoes down to go
Quick to leave they man at home dawg
And honesty ain't policy
That's the type of shit these people on
Doin' anything to blow
Fuck your feelings. Need acknowledgments
And I can see it in they eyes
They don't really want it
A bunch of Coat Tailers
Tryna figure out your lives
Bitch I promise I'ma haunt you
God Damnit
Sit and watch it manifest gon' be a mind trip
Know the minute I go gold they back on my dick
She the type to suck a dick for notoriety
You thinkin' that she wifey homie
Really you a side bitch
You already know
My heart's grown cold with it
Nothing goes better in this world
Than Coat Tailers and some Gold Diggers
You've sold your life
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Writer(s): Nicholas Harrison
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