F**k How You Feel

Smokin' hella weed, it just got me thinkin' Eyes lookin' red, got me lookin' like a deacon
I was fuckin' hella hoes, and I had him screamin' Shotgun to his chest, and I left his body wounded
Smokin' weed, that mean I smoke the meters Niggas say he got a chopper, but it's not the meters
But I'm gettin' to this bag, and yeah, I always spend it And the coupe ascended, I be elevated

Lookin' at my life every day, and I be dedicated Half of you niggas sleepin', on me news, me meditatin
How the fuck I throw the ball, and I was like Payton Niggas say he got an issue, there is no pain
Cause I really do this shit, yeah, I'm addicted hard Yeah, I'm gettin' to this bag, and yeah, I'm goin' far
I just might just hit that nigga, and I'm feelin' mean Niggas black and white masks, feelin' like I'm screamin

I'm just elevated, niggas talkin' debatin' Swear they backin' bitches, but they just love to masturbate
I'm the type of nigga, rise to riches, load and switch it Bitch, you my fit, you know she sendin' hearts and kisses
But I'm the one, nigga, yeah, I'm burnin' bridges Came from the slums, yeah, climbin' up them bitches
You where I'm from, but you needin' definitions I am elite, nigga, that's my composition

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Writer(s): Jalin Lundy
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