How It Feel lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, baby what's the deal, yeah

[Verse 1]
Baby what's the deal, yeah, tell me what it hit for
Ride through the trenches, five thousand dollar trench coat
Lowkey, still lookin' like a lick though
Keep staring at me, know I had to get the info
Tell bro chill, said why, he a b*tch bro
Got a lot of bags, lot of money gotta get bro
We can't miss bro, we can't miss bro
We gon' ball, let them n*ggas play bench bro
Why would I stop now, I done came this far
Crew full of pussies, why y'all n*ggas ridin' di*k for?
Numbers don't lie, your b*tch a zero
Her ass and her titties fake, what other sh*t tipped you?
Prayin' on my downfall, I don't miss meals
Made it out the city, I know n*ggas p*ssed still
Yeah, I know n*ggas p*ssed still
I know n*ggas p*ssed still

[Chorus]
We still carry pistols
Cut a few n*ggas off
Signed a couple new deals
They don't know how it feels
To pay all your mama's bills
Put her in a bigger crib
Why these n*ggas tryna steal my skills?
[Verse 2]
I thank God, I'm in my right mind now
Money in the stash, put them hundreds on time-out
I'm verified, ain't no suckers on my timeline
Tweet about me, at my name next time
n*ggas lame, n*ggas b*tches, n*ggas tampons
Get a n*gga gone, go and get my nails done
Big screen, Scarface, eating salmon
They think I gained some money, sh*t, I'm at my grandmas
She taught me everything I know
She taught me that all y'all n*ggas some hoes
She taught me that everything is a go
She taught me don't talk, just blow
I'ma grind and get me some more
I'ma grind and get me some more
They know we got it out the mud
They know we got it out the mud

[Chorus]
We still carry pistols
Cut a few n*ggas off
Signed a couple new deals
They don't know how it feels
To pay all your mama's bills
Put her in a bigger crib
Why these n*ggas tryna steal my skills?