How I Feel (feat. Jacques Cartiae)
$cholar the 3rd
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I told you the truth You know how it feel I gave you my all, know that shit was real I know you know that Don't wanna hold back What goes and comes around Throw it, it falls back I told you the truth You know how it feel I gave you my love, know that shit was real I know you know that Don't wanna hold back What goes and comes around Throw it, it falls back Saying what you want, never what you need Calling up my phone, why you think I'm free You say that the love never was for me I gave you a shot, but you missed a three Moving in the valley, pushing to the bay Hit my nigga for the addy Running thru the stash but we never gotta brag Careful with my feels cause I focus on the bag Spend it till it's gone but we always make it back If she throw it back, what the liquor it reveals See I'm talking like they know me Keep em talking cause I'm working way too hard for this shit Working way too hard for my niggas, all for this shit Notice I got on my phone, watch em dissapear I do not reply unless the money's here I've been on my grind like it's my career Working for the pie for too many years You know that I ride for my niggas, yeah I been on my grind for too many years Y'all just hate to shine wit a nigga right And we don't need a spy when we here tonight I told you the truth You know how it feel I gave you my all, know that shit was real I know you know that Don't wanna hold back What goes and comes around Throw it, it falls back I told you the truth You know how it feel I gave you my love, know that shit was real I know you know that Don't wanna hold back What goes and comes around Throw it, it falls back The good turn to bad I'm just flippin the money I used to flip on my ex chick Now I'm flippin the bag That boy, he want all the smoke He don't run outta gas I be up in Cali and I'm stoked, it's crunch time like doing abs Couple minutes up in the song, I'm runnin the shit Got my shawty on my hip and she been down for the kid Left yo text message on read, too busy runnin the strip I work better when with God, that's how I handle my biz Niggas gon talk down, rather leave the top down Swear it be way too hot when I touch down the crib I got the city on lockdown, I pop like I buss rounds Ain't talking bout Doritos, how I'm rackin the chips Pop like a glock Her diamonds milly rock Used to pop molly rock But that shit had me chopped Got one eye on the gwap Bih, call me fetty wap I got juice like Biggie, Pac I ain't f***ing with these opps Gimme forty thousand minutes and Im rackin the shits I need forty thousand b***hes I'll be baggin them shits Run out in a minute, I'll be back in my city yeah I'll be back in my city yeah
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