letra de how you feel - tiny boost
[verse 1: tiny boost]
i charge it all to the game but i would pay for my pain back
ride till the wheels bald and burn out the brake pads
in the fast lane, they stuck in the hard shoulder
bl–dy up your yard like the passover
behind the wall, they threw the ounces and the halves over
ghosted in that visit hall, they left me heartbroken, i deserve more
make suttin, take suttin, sh-t, ’cause i prefer yours
ain’t been the same since i kickеd off my first door
and hit a sale for my first score
time to ridе, i’m the one that got the first call
i grabbed that white girl and curb crawled
all day, all night, they all bark, we all bite
i put in work and i’m in it full-time
talking with your hands till i get ’em all tied and your mouth duct taped
f-ck with me on these roads, it’s only going one way
[chorus: catch & tiny boost]
i told my bad b-tch, “tell me how you feel”
i told my day ones, “tell me that it’s real”
’cause i’ma glide, would you help me do a k!ll?
and if you get bagged, they best not tell me that you squealed
i told my lifer, “please pray for your appeal”
i told the plug, “if it’s two then it’s a deal”
and i’ma bag it on the spot without a scale
it’s in the air, i’m just waiting on the mail, for real
[verse 2: catch]
i get a hb and i baptise it
new phone, same name, f-ck it, i franchise it
it’s like these girls want a washed boyfriend that acts bad
i had to tell her, “baby, real gangsters don’t act like it”
no one’s slapped more times than wick and i stand by this
the fiend said she’s never had buj that runs like this
i look in the mirror, i see a k!ller with big b-lls
i look at the game and i see nuttin but v-g-n-s
and everybody’s hungry, i don’t trust a soul
i’m carrying my cannon when i cop mariah
i’m standing at the chicken spot, this spot is fire
so i tell my little homie, “don’t lock the fryer”
you ever had a crackhead tell you that she fancies you?
to try and get some free crack, god loves a trier
and i be staring at these youtube gangsters
like the whole game is a mess, the fans love a liar
[chorus: catch & tiny boost]
i told my bad b-tch, “tell me how you feel”
i told my day ones, “tell me that it’s real”
’cause i’ma glide, would you help me do a k!ll?
and if you get bagged, they best not tell me that you squealed
i told my lifer, “please pray for your appeal”
i told the plug, “if it’s two then it’s a deal”
and i’ma bag it on the spot without a scale
it’s in the air, i’m just waiting on the mail, for real
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