How You Feel

Lyrics
[hook] I don't really care how you feel I handle the field and I'm tryin' to get a mil', mil', mil' Yeah, you know we came with some thugs All peace and love but bro you better chill, chill, chill Build in a solid foundation Can you see the label and nigga got a deal, deal, deal Now nigga ballin', ballin' They ain't wanna see me ballin', ballin' [Verse 1] Put it on for my hole city The new J. Cole [?] Old Kanye mixed with old Weezy Never let it up, 'cause the game need me Won't sell my soul 'cause it came freely Niggas taking shots like it came easy I think he mad 'cause he can't beat me Break your bread with my niggas, 'cause it I ain't [?] [?] Time for me to buy [?] I don't really hopped out the porch yet Gettin' tough from a thot in a Corvete Said she loves that nigga voice Make her shorts wet So he keep running back like a [?] All the pain ain't a thang that you forget But I can make it feel better with a tour check Whats life Did a lot of wrongs and I got to make it right Did a lot of songs, I ain't got to make them hyped All my niggas crazy, I don't got to make them fight Leave a nigga leanin', he ain't got to take a sprite Every time I'm in my city, pray I change another life Landing in the dark, but created in the light And tomorrow's never promise, 'cause my baby say good night But I ain't't done (no) For the music and it's all for the love bro Baby nine on my side for the tough [?] Indiana, look who rose through the blunt smoke [?] to the next day I see through the bullshit like a X-ray Hit Atlanta [?] what's the next plate We can make a houndred mil' in a decade I don't switch up lanes Try [?] more checks than a pick up game Everybody dopin' I don't flip cocaine Your baby mama over here tryna lick up stands 'member when we was the ugly boy (hahaha) Now she let us tag team like the Dudley Boyz You can get this work, if you're unemployed 'Cause I don't hear nothing, but a bunch of noise [hook] I don't really care how you feel I handle the field and I'm tryin' to get a mil', mil', mil' Yeah, you know we came with some thugs All peace and love but bro you better chill, chill, chill Build in a solid foundation Can you see the label and nigga got a deal, deal, deal Now nigga ballin', ballin' They ain't wanna see me ballin', ballin' [Verse 2] I just made it out of worst times I knew I would be great since my first line (true) I really think they mad, 'cause I earned mine You can keep throwing shade, still gon' shine Niggas mad 'cause the show money goin' up Niggas mad 'cause the flow money goin' up Break your bread, now my bro money goin up Turn your hands to a 3, nigga throw it up [hook] I don't really care how you feel I handle the field and I'm tryin' to get a mil', mil', mil' Yeah, you know we came with some thugs All peace and love but bro you better chill, chill, chill Build in a solid foundation Can you see the label and nigga got a deal, deal, deal Now nigga ballin', ballin' They ain't wanna see me ballin', ballin'
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Credits
- Writers
- Mark Battles