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letra de feelings - chinx

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[intro: french montana]
give a f-ck about yo feelings
give a f-ck about yo feelings
give a f-ck about yo feelings

[hook: french montana]
give a f-ck about yo feelings
give a f-ck about yo feelings
give a f-ck about yo feelings
give a f-ck about yo feelings
who gives a f-ck?
who gives a f-ck?
who gives a f-ck?
give a f-ck about yo feelings
who gives a f-ck?

[verse 1: chinx drugz]
all of them n-ggas complaining
tell from the second i came in
i done been through mo’ sh-t
po sh-t to the top, now i’m faded
i don’t give a f-ck where a n-gga been, where a n-gga going
or what kind of sh-t he been through (yay)
watch n-ggas ball, sh-t i couldn’t score
i done sat up on the bench too
now a n-gga fly by (by), fly jumping out the drive right (right)
haters see me when i hop out (what?)
when a n-gga did his state bid
was the only time i copped out (copped out, yay)
(i’m askin’ god questions, what we fighting for?)
(a n-gga lost his name, what you crying for?)
rock bottom, not going up
f-ck slowing up, i’m drinking (yay)
3 hoes, all 4 of us, i’m thinking (yay)
know some n-ggas at the bottom and they still in it
ask yourself, n-gga really?

[hook: french montana]
give a f-ck about yo feelings
give a f-ck about yo feelings
give a f-ck about yo feelings
give a f-ck about yo feelings
who gives a f-ck?
who gives a f-ck?
who gives a f-ck?
give a f-ck about yo feelings
who gives a f-ck?

[verse 2: french montana]
armed and dangerous
rolled up blazed with the angel dust
murder one homicide when they came to us
we came with the bail when they came with cuffs
fame and trust – it don’t mix, like oil in the water
feds on my door while i’m boiling the water
need those chips, michael in the fourth quarter
when you getting money fast life’s getting shorter
n-gga hit yo’ head then n-gga go and mop ’em
n-gga play batman then go robbin’
looking at my rap sheet, n-gga won’t argue
n-ggas talk a rap beef, n-gga no problem
coming from my head, just my god on me
p-ssy and the bread, keep ’em calling me
money in the bag, n-gga calling me
but you p-ssy -ss crackas don’t follow me
now i’m talkin bout 500 dirty on my day like
them young n-ggas hit you on the daylight
young n-gga tote that nina
n-ggas turn on you, they ain’t playin’ right
hundred thousand with a cross in the middle
playing both sides with a cross in the middle
r.i.p. with a cross in the middle
haaah! (ask yourself n-gga, really)

[hook: french montana]
give a f-ck about yo feelings
give a f-ck about yo feelings
give a f-ck about yo feelings
give a f-ck about yo feelings
who gives a f-ck?
who gives a f-ck?
who gives a f-ck?
give a f-ck about yo feelings
who gives a f-ck?

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