What′s happenin', Chi-Chi?
Section eight just straight cooked that motherf- up
I just put a Mansory kit on top of a Lamb′ truck
I know how it feels to stay down and run you some bands up
Hundred grand on me, it's hard holdin' my pants up
TRX, the Hellcat motor inside a RAM truck
Real ones like me hard to come by, it′s only a handful
Ain′t no money in the world that make me give my man's up
I know how it feel to think everybody against you
I know how it feel to watch bullets go through a windshield
I know how it feel when you try your best to be real
I know how it feel when you think no one understands you
I know how it feel when the one you love gettin′ ran through
I know how it feel, I done really cut off my man's too
I know how it feel when you broke, and them bills past due
Oh, you thought this s- was a joke? We on your a- too
I can′t give my energy to anybody
I'm a billionaire in the makin′, I promise I'ma get one
Lil' b- tried to chase me, I had to stiff-arm her
Only had a couple dollars, I was still gettin′ fresh
I ain′t tryna say I'm cocky, but I feel I′m the best
Every time, I want the maximum, ain't takin′ nothin' less
I′ve been back-to-back jets, but I still fly Delta
Thick lil' s-, but she can fit in my schedule
Yeah, always on the go, but I make time for that a-
Know I got a lot, but I'm on the grind, tryna get marriage
I know I be calm, but I′m nowhere near average
A hundred million dollars cold cash gettin′ buried
Lookin' at the man I′m becomin', it′s gettin' scary
All these b- fuckin′ whoever, who gettin' married?
I ain't tryna go back to nothin′, I′m tryna have s-
I be quick to pick up that blicky, I got a bad wrist
I know how it feel to think everybody against you
I know how it feel to watch bullets go through a windshield
I know how it feel when you try your best to be real
I know how it feel when you think no one understands you
I know how it feel when the one you love gettin' ran through
I know how it feel, I done really cut off my man′s too
I know how it feel when you broke, and them bills past due
Oh, you thought this s- was a joke? We on your a- too
(smurk)
I know how it feel to have the killers tell you everythin'
(yeah-yeah)
I know how it feel to wake up cut up from them bed springs
(yeah-yeah)
I know how it feel not to eat, it give you head pain
(yeah-yeah)
I know how it feel to talk to granny and forget everythin′
(yeah-yeah)
I just sat in jail with a bond, couldn't bond out
I know how it feel to dodge scooters, smoke the garage out
I know how it feel, the b- you love f- bomb now
Rushin′ while you cheatin', usin' water to get the cum out
(yeah-yeah)
I know how it feel to use your brother to the trenches
(trenches)
I know how it feel to get burnt ′bout some b-
(′bout some b-)
Lyin' on some murders, actin′ turnt like he did it
Slidin' on some n- in a Demon, but lowkey, he a Christian
(skrrt)
I know how it feel to get my mom a house
I know how it feel to pour a four right by Obama house
Tryna buy O′Block 'cause Von want it, but he gone now
(gone now)
I know how it feel when you broke, but now I′m on now, on now, yeah
I know how it feel to think everybody against you
(yeah)
I know how it feel to watch bullets go through a windshield
(yeah)
I know how it feel when you try your best to be real
(yeah)
I know how it feel when you think no one understands you
(yeah)
I know how it feel when the one you love gettin' ran through
(yeah)
I know how it feel, I done really cut off my man's too
(yeah)
I know how it feel when you broke, and them bills past due
(yeah)
Oh, you thought this s- was a joke? We on your a- too
Writer(s): Durk D. Banks, Dominique Jones, Chidi Steve Osondu, Rai'shaun Devante Williams, Noah Thomas Pettigrew
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