Feeling Like Something Lyrics

Got to watch these broke niggas when you handling dough

They'll put they foot on it if it fell on the floor. Membernance bout the times that I fell for a hoe

I bet 200 you don't throw a card better than four

Feeling like Busta Rhymes, baby, give me some more

I had slipped in my struggles, then I fell in my mode

Funny bone in my body when I hit my elbow

Said, beware of cheap niggas, they be riding you, broke

Today I'm feeling like something you don't know then you don't

Today I'm feeling like something, it must be something in the smoke

I ain't got no backyard, but my go-yard on

I kick my first bustdown before I own me a home

Today I'm feeling like something you don't know then you don't

Today I'm feeling like something you don't know than you don't

She said she can live without me, but I promise she won't

She got that ass that'll throw a nigga out of his zone

I'm never picking up even if I hear the ringtone

This for the times that my dad didn't answer the phone

I been getting racks since lil' bro was stealing my dough

I was naive, a young hoe was wiping my nose

I got the P's in the seatbelt, I'm licensed to grow

Turned a hoe into designer freak, piping her up

Since high school, they been telling me I'm icy as fuck

Thought she was feeling me, shit, she ice-spicing me up

Swear it's dead out here like this shit need a jump

Let me mind my business, lip and nose in my cup, nigga

With my pinky out too nigga

Today I'm feeling like something you don't know than you don't

Today I'm feeling like something you don't know than you don't

Getting high, getting paid, this the life that I live

With a knife in my back and a knife in my rib

I have bumped into cash that I walking in liv

They don't know I was the first one to put her in vid

Even on a slow day, I'ma do me a big

If you feel you made me, you should do it again

Shirt and pants came from france who let tourists in

And I'm all about my chicken, baby, cornish hen

Told her that head very good, baby, muy bien

We in the penthouse, you can bring your noisy friend

I spark the weed up, shit, I'm paranoid and shit

Then I pop me a perk, I'm paranoid again

It's more to me than just selling chips, ahoy, my friend

I can run this shit up without leaving the crib

Might need a blunt or two, but I never needed a friend nigga

Today I'm feeling like something you don't know than you don't

Today I'm feeling like something you don't know than you don't