How it Feel

Did it on my own you don’t know how it feel
Got this burden on my chest but I can’t let it go they say I stress on the
inside idont let it show demons spinning in my head like a merry go
I can’t fuck with that bitch she a plain Jane Rollie in my wrist I call it this
little light of mine these niggas they be soft like a drink iaint talking bout
crush just you know that I’m on my grind you gone have to be the realest out
just to feel my pain he disabled he can’t stand the rain she say she don’t like
the way I talk she say I talk shit but she just don’t understand my slang
Me and verse lik twins we two goats in a lamb bout to run off with yo pack
Betta catch me if you can stady chasing all this chicken you fajita up like a
tan why yo bitch be acting tough she be feeling like the man
Heard you talking shit we gone melt yo ass down we gone turn you to an Oscar
9×5 shoot R.I.P bullets at yo scalp you gone really need a doctor Blue face
hundred in my hand it’s a dead man you get shook up like some pop I mean a soda
can T6 sip that lean when he rock like a Diamond all my whip is paid off we
don’t finance
Did it on my own you don’t know how it feel
Got this burden on my chest but I can’t let it go they say I stress on the
inside I don’t let it show demons spinning in my head like a merry go
I can’t fuck with that bitch she a plain Jane Rollie in my wrist I call it this
little light of mine these niggas they be soft like a drink I ain’t talking
bout crush just you know that I’m on my grind you gone have to be the realest
out just to feel my pain he disabled he can’t stand the rain she say she don’t
like the way I talk she say I talk shit but she just don’t understand my slang