How You Feel lyrics

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[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 n*gga got a deal, deal, deal
Now n*gga 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
n*ggas taking shots like it came easy
I think he mad 'cause he can't beat me
Break your bread with my n*ggas, '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 n*gga 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 n*ggas crazy, I don't got to make them fight
Leave a n*gga 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 bullsh*t 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 n*gga got a deal, deal, deal
Now n*gga 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
n*ggas mad 'cause the show money goin' up
n*ggas mad 'cause the flow money goin' up
Break your bread, now my bro money goin up
Turn your hands to a 3, n*gga 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 n*gga got a deal, deal, deal
Now n*gga ballin', ballin'
They ain't wanna see me ballin', ballin'

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