Skin to Bone

This how I'm feeling
Niggas faking I ain't dealing
A nigga just want him a million
I hop out the sprinter
Heart be colder than the winter
I swear ion know how I'm feeling
I'm sick of this feeling

One day I be feeling good
The next I be feeling like drilling
Blow off the ceiling
Gotta do better than that
Said he did that's but it's cap

Said she in love w a nigga
What about you shit probably
She asked what I do for a living
To tell you the truth it's a lot of things
Making my way young nigga
Nothing I do is a hobby
Making my way young nigga
Nothing I do is a hobby

Said that they love me don't need that shit
By myself don't need no bitch
I was down bad no eats and shit
2-3 Pairs of feet's and shit
They don't know nothing bout it
They don't know nothing bout it

Could've played ball could've stayed college
But that class shit ain't for me
Changed my lane and went full speed
Fast route fast route po police
Said get down now cuffs on me

On me
They don't know nothing about it

Young real nigga ain't been acknowledged

This how I'm feeling
Niggas faking I ain't dealing
A nigga just want him a million
I hop out the sprinter
Heart be colder than the winter
I swear ion know how I'm feeling
I'm sick of this feeling

One day I be feeling good
The next I be feeling like drilling
Blow off the ceiling
Gotta do better than that
Said he did that's but it's cap

They don't know nothing bout it
They don't know nothing about it
Could've played ball could've stayed in college
Class shit ain't for me
Po po po police
Cuffs on me
Fast route fast route went full speed
They don't know nothing about it



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Writer(s): Grayson Jeffrey
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