Give a Fuck How You Feel

(albüm: Racin' 2 Da Checc, Vol. 1 - 2018)

I couldn't give a fuck how you feel
Wishing you was really for real
Look at that ice on my neck
That shit will give you the chills
Fucked around, started rapping
Now I just take that shit serious
I wanna run up a mil
I wanna run up a mil
Balling on all of you bitches
Still hanging off of the rim
You see how I live my life
Cus one day this shit gonna end
It's always been me and my bro
So you know I'ma kill for my bro
I need a bad bitch, I need a rida, I ain't gon' fuck with no hoe

Maybe it's just all the gas, yeah
They hate the way that I pass, yeah
Maybe I'm just too committed
Committed to run up them digits
I ain't gon' stop 'til I've did it
Nah, I ain't gon' stop 'til I finish
I'ma buy mama a Bentley
Yeah, I fuck it up in the kitchen

I'm in so deep I be swimming
You gon' pay me then pay me in benjis
Right now I'on know how I'm feeling
Dirty muddy got me reminiscing

How would you feel if you lost your homie?
If you had to trap by your lonely?
I had to trap by my lonely
I lost a couple of homes

I know they're praying on my downfall
[?]
I'm cold, I got no heart
Mama told me I gotta go hard
I know they're praying on my downfall
[?]
I'm cold, I got no heart
Mama told me I gotta go hard

Nowadays I'on really give a fuck 'bout it
Nowadays I'on really trust nobody
Everything I done seen done took my soul outta me
Going crazy for my brother on lockdown
Dawg, I miss you, wishing you was here right now
I met your babies and they missing you right now
But we gon' be straight