How I’m Feelin’ lyrics

[Intro]
(Aye, aye)
I'm tryna separate from violence, but it always seem to find me
Cause I'm straight up out that 4, I'm on the east where it get grimey

I know these n*ggas wanna kill me, I'm just praying somebody sign me
And if I catch an opposition pop the smith'n till he slimey

[Verse 1]
Fell in love with making money, hitting licks for the season
& n*ggas out here spoon fed, they hitting licks for no reason

I hardly ever go to church, they still gon feel what I'm preachin'
They know this clip like a banana, you get peeled when I'm squeezin'

I'm still with my demons, good head grab the wheel when she eatin'
& I ain't tryna kick it witcha boy, the squealin' increasin'

I started rappin', cause I want them hoes to feel what I'm thinkin'
I'm sipping heavy, Imma spank if you spill what I'm drinkin'

(aye, aye, aye)

[hook]

I need a mill boy I'm talking today yeah, I'm headed to the top like a toupee yeah
& I'm trained to ball call it 2K yeah, I'm so tired of losing f*ck it it's a new day yeah
(Gang)
(Aye naw for real n*gga, aye sh*t that's just how I'm feelin', sh*t
Aye Imma stay on this sh*t till I make it or till one of you b*tch ass n*ggas come kill me man
Say look though, I'm finna go back in man, this for all them stiff young n*ggas across the world
sh*t, hold on, hear me out though)

(Gang, gang)

[Verse 2}

I ain't with that chit chat, Imma push your sh*t back
Choppa like a party, best believe this hoe got kick back

& n*ggas rappin' bout it, I won't do it unless I'm with that
Right or wrong my n*ggas with me ridin' , we sliding where your b*tch at

15 I lost my Auntie, I know she missing me, 16 I started staining, different knot a different week

Me and TVO f*cking hoes, different thots for different sheets
I blew up and rocking shows, feel like sh*t was meant to be

I feel like sh*t was meant for me, I'm just tryna feed my momma
& I gotta keep my llama, cuz they see I'm spendin' commas

Try to rob and you a fool, don't get your life took for them dollars
Momma love the way I'm ballin b*tch I feel like Iguodala, Gang
[Hook 2]
I need a mill boy I'm talking today yeah, I'm headed to the top like a toupee yeah
& I'm trained to ball call it 2K yeah, I'm so tired of losing f*ck it it's a new day yeah

(Gang, Hold on) (f*ck it, it's a new day yeah)