F**k How You Feel
We toting them guns
We shoot em for fun
Fuck you boy we dont care how you feel
Cuz we from the streets
He want some love
Them bullets they loving you
How you feel?
Put me in the ring feel like holyfield
That bullshit you talking it get you killed
He tweakin off perkys
He off the pills
My life feels like movies
Its really real
Im fucking on models that live in new york
Fucking on bitches in forbes
They love me they know i adore em
God i love me some whores
God i love Me some whores
God i love me some whores
My pockets so big
Bank account
Jerry stackhouse
Niggas be wildin
You better not act out
My white boys they paid
They carry some missiles
He talkin that shit
You know ima sleep him
The zaza im smokin it blow up yo crib
You whine like a baby bitch where yo bib
Id rather make money then lay in yo bed
Id rather go fuck on ya friend
My cartier bracelets cut up like some icebergs
That yo new girl hope you know that i piped first
Loving me more cuz im doing her righteous
She a rider i know that she like it
Doing all that want smoke for some pussy boy
You aint got buss shots for us to shoot it back
Put a hole in yo head for a 100 racks
Now you dead
We toting them guns
We shoot em for fun
Fuck you boy we dont care how you feel
Cuz we from the streets
He want some love
Them bullets they loving you
How you feel?
Put me in the ring feel like holyfield
That bullshit you talking it get u killed
He tweakin off perkys
He off the pills
My life feels like movies
its really real
Killn all these hoes i need a doctor
Og trapped out the sick impala
I aint stress about shit unless its dollas
Ten hoes im good dont even bother
Shawty want the gucci then the prada
Throw a dime to the bro you know i lobbed it
Feel like im batman need a robin
Move like lasagna move in silence
My gun like my sword this my holy steel
Theres a quick way to die if shit get real
Im shooting my gun like im shootin missles
Like hudan hussain im finna hit ya
Yo bitch she love me blow me kisses
Young smooch he young not fucking with it
Who care she bad just pass them digits
She appear in my bed like im magician
Yo bitch she bad a esthestiction
Give her those good strokes got repetition
Typa bitch that add to reputations
Wrap her legs round you no hesitations
Im young film maker in the making
Why you acting like that you acting tasteless
Fuck you lil bitch you always hating
Bullets find yo head they you leave brainless
We toting them guns
We shoot em for fun
Fuck you boy we dont care how you feel
Cuz we from the streets
He want some love
Them bullets they loving you
How you feel?
Put me in the ring feel like holyfield
That bullshit you talking it get you killed
He tweakin off perkys
He off the pills
My life feels like movies
Its really real
We toting them guns
We shoot em for fun
Fuck you boy we dont care how you feel
Cuz we from the streets
He want some love
Them bullets they loving you
How you feel?
Put me in the ring feel like holyfield
That bullshit you talking it get you killed
He tweakin off perkys
He off the pills
My life feels like movies
Its really real
We shoot em for fun
Fuck you boy we dont care how you feel
Cuz we from the streets
He want some love
Them bullets they loving you
How you feel?
Put me in the ring feel like holyfield
That bullshit you talking it get you killed
He tweakin off perkys
He off the pills
My life feels like movies
Its really real
Im fucking on models that live in new york
Fucking on bitches in forbes
They love me they know i adore em
God i love me some whores
God i love Me some whores
God i love me some whores
My pockets so big
Bank account
Jerry stackhouse
Niggas be wildin
You better not act out
My white boys they paid
They carry some missiles
He talkin that shit
You know ima sleep him
The zaza im smokin it blow up yo crib
You whine like a baby bitch where yo bib
Id rather make money then lay in yo bed
Id rather go fuck on ya friend
My cartier bracelets cut up like some icebergs
That yo new girl hope you know that i piped first
Loving me more cuz im doing her righteous
She a rider i know that she like it
Doing all that want smoke for some pussy boy
You aint got buss shots for us to shoot it back
Put a hole in yo head for a 100 racks
Now you dead
We toting them guns
We shoot em for fun
Fuck you boy we dont care how you feel
Cuz we from the streets
He want some love
Them bullets they loving you
How you feel?
Put me in the ring feel like holyfield
That bullshit you talking it get u killed
He tweakin off perkys
He off the pills
My life feels like movies
its really real
Killn all these hoes i need a doctor
Og trapped out the sick impala
I aint stress about shit unless its dollas
Ten hoes im good dont even bother
Shawty want the gucci then the prada
Throw a dime to the bro you know i lobbed it
Feel like im batman need a robin
Move like lasagna move in silence
My gun like my sword this my holy steel
Theres a quick way to die if shit get real
Im shooting my gun like im shootin missles
Like hudan hussain im finna hit ya
Yo bitch she love me blow me kisses
Young smooch he young not fucking with it
Who care she bad just pass them digits
She appear in my bed like im magician
Yo bitch she bad a esthestiction
Give her those good strokes got repetition
Typa bitch that add to reputations
Wrap her legs round you no hesitations
Im young film maker in the making
Why you acting like that you acting tasteless
Fuck you lil bitch you always hating
Bullets find yo head they you leave brainless
We toting them guns
We shoot em for fun
Fuck you boy we dont care how you feel
Cuz we from the streets
He want some love
Them bullets they loving you
How you feel?
Put me in the ring feel like holyfield
That bullshit you talking it get you killed
He tweakin off perkys
He off the pills
My life feels like movies
Its really real
We toting them guns
We shoot em for fun
Fuck you boy we dont care how you feel
Cuz we from the streets
He want some love
Them bullets they loving you
How you feel?
Put me in the ring feel like holyfield
That bullshit you talking it get you killed
He tweakin off perkys
He off the pills
My life feels like movies
Its really real
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Writer(s): Michael Lopez
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