"How Im Feeling" lyrics
Mmm
Mmmmmm
Tryna put on the city
Bro caught a case and they sent him to prison
The way that we living' we made poor decisions
Lil bro in his grave, how he died, hate to mention
Hate being me, they don't know how I'm feelin'
If I die in the field, they'll laugh in the trenches
Just duckin' my grave and I'm duckin' them prisons
Thoughts of killing myself when I be reminiscing (Yeah, yeah)
Since I was a kid, I been breaking the law
On a hit by myself, nigga say what they saw
They don't care if you fam, niggas tell when they caught
If I blow up wit' rappin' them bodies gettin' bought
I know how it feel to show love and get crossed
If you ain't got a gun better stay in the house
Keep spinnin' and spinnin' until a opp found
Bail out the car and we walkin' 'em down
Only the fam, no new niggas allowed
We get a kill when we shoot in the crowd
Even though that I'm up, nigga still feel down
In the car all alone with a hunnid some rounds
In a search for the opps, leavin' blood through the town
We up on the score and then fuck niggas down
Name on the list, then we X'ing him out
Too deep in that water, that fuck nigga drowned, yeah
Jumped in that water, couldn't swim
7.62 it'll take off a limb
Come through with a mask and they like "who is him?"
Treat the opps like a basket, we shoot at the rim
Tell 'em play ball, he can die at the gym
Extra clips like a movie, ain't shootin' No film
Niggas keep dyin' put the pressure on them
Homicides, we don't do no attempts
Walk down, put the fye on him
Bitch asked who am I, I'm him
Talk a bitch out her clothes, you'll think I'm a pimp
Street nigga, nah bae I ain't a simp
We get money for real we ain't them
Take a broke nigga bitch on a trip
Can't catch a ride, we'll spin out a Lyft
Told Mama, her son a gangsta
Disrespecting the opps, how I throw down my fingers
I'm safe with the killers, we who do the spankings
So pray for the opps, they the ones who in danger
Just like a fart we leave opp niggas stankin'
Play with my money, I turn into Franklin
Know we'll kill, for them bodies they blamin'
See one outside and he stretched, no he shouldn't have been danglin'
Sit at the store or we spin where they hangin'
Just like a lighter, we catch 'em we flame 'em
Sit in his cut, got the drop where he stayin'
Turn a jackboy to a hospital patient
Chas in' that money, wasn't havin' no patience
Spin on the opps, we weren't doing no waitin'
Ain't nowhere I'm safe, so I gotta stay dangerous
All alone what I been, wish my Daddy could save me
Let me hear that one more time
All alone what I been, wish my Daddy could save me
Mmmmmm
Tryna put on the city
Bro caught a case and they sent him to prison
The way that we living' we made poor decisions
Lil bro in his grave, how he died, hate to mention
Hate being me, they don't know how I'm feelin'
If I die in the field, they'll laugh in the trenches
Just duckin' my grave and I'm duckin' them prisons
Thoughts of killing myself when I be reminiscing (Yeah, yeah)
Since I was a kid, I been breaking the law
On a hit by myself, nigga say what they saw
They don't care if you fam, niggas tell when they caught
If I blow up wit' rappin' them bodies gettin' bought
I know how it feel to show love and get crossed
If you ain't got a gun better stay in the house
Keep spinnin' and spinnin' until a opp found
Bail out the car and we walkin' 'em down
Only the fam, no new niggas allowed
We get a kill when we shoot in the crowd
Even though that I'm up, nigga still feel down
In the car all alone with a hunnid some rounds
In a search for the opps, leavin' blood through the town
We up on the score and then fuck niggas down
Name on the list, then we X'ing him out
Too deep in that water, that fuck nigga drowned, yeah
Jumped in that water, couldn't swim
7.62 it'll take off a limb
Come through with a mask and they like "who is him?"
Treat the opps like a basket, we shoot at the rim
Tell 'em play ball, he can die at the gym
Extra clips like a movie, ain't shootin' No film
Niggas keep dyin' put the pressure on them
Homicides, we don't do no attempts
Walk down, put the fye on him
Bitch asked who am I, I'm him
Talk a bitch out her clothes, you'll think I'm a pimp
Street nigga, nah bae I ain't a simp
We get money for real we ain't them
Take a broke nigga bitch on a trip
Can't catch a ride, we'll spin out a Lyft
Told Mama, her son a gangsta
Disrespecting the opps, how I throw down my fingers
I'm safe with the killers, we who do the spankings
So pray for the opps, they the ones who in danger
Just like a fart we leave opp niggas stankin'
Play with my money, I turn into Franklin
Know we'll kill, for them bodies they blamin'
See one outside and he stretched, no he shouldn't have been danglin'
Sit at the store or we spin where they hangin'
Just like a lighter, we catch 'em we flame 'em
Sit in his cut, got the drop where he stayin'
Turn a jackboy to a hospital patient
Chas in' that money, wasn't havin' no patience
Spin on the opps, we weren't doing no waitin'
Ain't nowhere I'm safe, so I gotta stay dangerous
All alone what I been, wish my Daddy could save me
Let me hear that one more time
All alone what I been, wish my Daddy could save me
