How I'm Feeling
Smacc Gang
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I do this shit for the nick man I do this for my niggas And my niggas only And if you don’t f*ck with me I love youu Ain’t to many niggas that’s gon make it off the block Everyday Im going hard to see my niggas at the top My bitch acting like a thot Im tryna stack she wanna shop Tell that bitch go bout her business then I go and hit the block I can’t trust these new niggas asking questions like they cops I cant trust my side bitch heard she fucking with the opps Thats her fault if she get shot Brand new tool with thirty shots Give it to my warriors they like curry with them shots This a no flex zone flex a muscle and get shot I think niggas think its sweet cuz its cameras on the block But my niggas extra sneaky shooting from a blind spot I be getting extra kinky catching head from hella thots Free sponge bleazy he up top Free the nick bitch free my block I miss Swizzy thats my guy I miss Rell cuz thats my guy Why my niggas had to die Life Is precious thats no lie Kiss my momma everytime I go and take a step outside Life up on the line you can die at anytime I see niggas look for handouts imma go and grind for mine Now I got my weight up I was selling dime for dime Got that money I was fine niggas fronted they got lined By them bitches they was eyeing First its gun shots then its sirens Swear them bullets just be flying Ain't no talking niggas quite Say they real but I don’t buy it In the nick it ain’t no lying Thats how niggas get exposed Don’t go showing off for hoes That already fucked your bros Throwing dirt on the low You a female are a man? Mother fucker play your role Just a bitch with a cut imma call you Amber Rose Get some bricks out the cut then I go and hit the road F*ck tricking on these bitches I spend money on my bros I remember we was poor Had two dollars in the store Always knew I wanted more I had two I wanted four Money problems not no more Im the type to go shopping f*ck around and buy the store For the times I couldn’t floss I was young we went to war Police knocking at my door Had my momma going off Running wild in the jects Now Im tryna get a loft Hit OT with the hard I know imma get it off F*ck around and rob a nigga cuz I know these niggas soft Went from hitter to the boss now a days Im moving smart Everybody think they Milly but these people really lost I don’t touch the dirt at all Have my Youngins get you off while Im somewhere getting more Catching Mazi from a Slore With my iPhone on record My bitch called I hit ignore Now she know Im with a whore Had to tell the bitch be quite cuz I gotta make a call (Shutup) Now I got a lil money f*ck that shit cuz I need more I need sponsors I need tours I need guns cuz this is war F*ck the police F*ck the law F*ck the judge Man f*ck em all Tryna throw me in the system I cant take this shit no more I can not take this shit I can not take this shit Man all this fucking racist shit And all this fucking hating shit I get all this hatred cuz the color, color of my skin And Im tryna get rich they don’t wanna see niggas win Why?
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