How I'm Feelin

Trell how you feelin
Lately no one asked
I still get urge to suit up wit that strizzy and that mask
I still get the urge to creep on niggas and then do em bad
I still get the urge to pour up cause my life still movin fast
But just wait
They had count me out I showed em I'm first place
I had bounced back from the Ls and put some money in that place
I had to stack it up then stack it up again don't need a safe
I started off wit deuces then I started pouring 4s and 8s

I drink it raw that's straight out the bottle I like how it taste
For the green all I see is green shit feel like a race
This shit started wit me and my brothers we was all on May
And we had a bigger picture love the block but we can't stay
But we still out so I dare you to slide down that bitch
I'm on the 8 wit a 9 plus a extra 9 in that stick
Need some special brain only want a bitch mind and that's it
My son fresh off a mission said he had to hurt dog like Vick
And he not cappin
I swear my shorty get wild nigga he is not acting
I feel day day when we had caught him cause I got action
I got what you need the whole thing and I got fractions
Bitch wanna fuck me but she can't because she got package
I can't hit no hot hoes
I got a new Glock I send some hot shit through yo taco
Niggas talkin bout sticks like my niggas don't got those
All he seen the blick flash his in shit and then he got ghost

They still ain't ask me how I'm feeling
Lately I been getting high thumbing racks and chillin
Lately I been missing granny can't get out my feelings
Lately hate the zans I take them hoes and can't remember
So I'm sippin wock hard
I put on this drip and pop that shit bitch I'm rockstar
Please don't try nun funny run up on me let the Glock spark
You can get heat up wit this new toaster call you pop tart
Testing me you bound fail nigga you is not smart



Credits
Writer(s): Semaj Mitchell
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