How it feels Lyrics

Yea how it feels when a nigga die?

How it feels to get rich?

Yea

Cold nights I went thru in the ghetto

I know this ain't right

Selling dope but I do it to survive

You get money?

Right

Dreaming bout em' racks

Jail time on the lane

Solid with the gang

I be smoking gas

This a different strain

Trynna ease the pain

Trynna go away

I get high for many reasons

Grinding days, those my seasons

Drip to hard, you won't get hiccups

Free lil 3, free the gang out for real

I be toting lotta steel

Brand new bitch, I lick her for real

Less than a minute

She's sucking my dick

Less than a minute, yo life goes away

Humble every given day

Enjoy with my niggas that we here today

Tomorrows not promised

Homie I'm just being honest

Homie I'm just getting money

Homie Locked in for a robbery

It's crazy I saw my nigga get life

Without prior convictions

It's crazy I grew up, watching my Niggas hit the penitentiary

Dripping en puro Givenchy

Nut para todas las babys

When he get out the cell

My bruh gettin' sum Fendi

My brudda got locked, and he

Ended up missing his wedding

He went to court

Due to the bags he was selling

Free Lil Jugg and free 3 Melly

My bruh caught charge and he took It to trial

Stay on yo shit that was his advice

A start in the ghetto, he knew I Would rise

And get all these racks

Selling dope every night

Dios sabe que estoy mejorando

Me escucha cuando estoy llorando

En USD estoy generando

No paro sigo trabajando

Enfocado por que estoy ganado

Dame y un beat y lo parto

No me quiero ir de aquí

Yo trapie at my moms cribs

You don't know how it feels

To do that shit for real

Me arrepiento, ahora tenga de que buscar la manera de hacerlos contentos

Por eso es que hice el intento

Yo siempre estuvo antento

Con los homies solid as fuck

Arrodillado con los brazos cruzados

Rezandole a Dios

Y espero el momento en que todo el Mundo escuche mi voz

Hierba fina por eso que luego da tos

Haciéndome rich con mis bros

No hay tiempo para estas hoes

El dinero me llama así que adiós

El dinero no engaña y no deja en Visto

Invierte no gastes ma nigga se

Listo

Yea

Cold nights I went thru in the ghetto

I know this ain't right

Selling dope but I do it to survive

You get money?

Right

Dreaming bout em' racks

Jail time on the lane

Solid with the gang

I be smoking gas

This a different strain

Trynna ease the pain

Trynna go away

I get high for many reasons

Grinding days, those my seasons

Drip to hard, you won't get hiccups

Free lil 3, free the gang out for real

I be toting lotta steel

Brand new bitch, I lick her for real

Less then a minute

She's sucking my dick