Lil Kee and BIG30 - How I Feel

Said, you wouldn't know how I feel
Gotta go my whole life tryna get these niggas killed
You just be yourself, shoot with precision when you on a drill
Got a call, my cousin died just last week, ain't shed a tear
Baby bought my mama a house 'cause all the opps knew where I lived
I ain't got no love in me, I showed my auntie 'nem them pills
I know niggas that just act like killers, never wanna drill
Soon I get a call them niggas die, crack another seal
Open fire, then you hear police signs right there where they live

My mama hit my phone, she said, "Son, let go of them pills"
2017, lost Gino, had to go get it killed (I had to go put in work)
I'm the truth up in the booth, but in the field, I got skills (blrrrd, blrrrd)
I really get active with the glee, ask the opps, I'm for real (nah, for real)
Blrrrd, and we ain't swappin' shit (nothin')
He said that shit up in a song, got hit with a switch (got a switch on the gun)
My baby mama on the phone tweakin' 'bout a bitch (talkin' 'bout nothin')
But I don't give these hoes none and you don't offer shit (nothin')
Talkin' 'bout I gotta pick, this shit ain't for debate
My daddy bought me an FN, so I bought him a Drac'
Told him, "Say dangerous in these streets," said, "Son, you a baby" (baby)
"You doin' your thing, but I been killin' shit ever since the eighties"

Said, you wouldn't know how I feel
Gotta go my whole life tryna get these niggas killed
You just be yourself, shoot with precision when you on a drill
Got a call, my cousin died just last week, ain't shed a tear
Baby bought my mama a house 'cause all the opps knew where I lived
I ain't got no love in me, I showed my auntie 'nem them pills
I know niggas that just act like killers, never wanna drill
Soon I get a call them niggas die, crack another seal
Open fire, then you hear police signs right there where they live

Told lil' bro, "Death come with streets, I ever leave, take care of my kids"
'Fore I go in the show, take everybody blicks, then I walk in
Put on yo' mask, make sure there's one up in the head before we spin
I keep losin' all my niggas, man, this shit don't feel the same
I thought you were fucking with my 'til your feelings started to change
I'll be damned I let them niggas backdoor me and get away
Roll up a Backwood full of opps and I take this one to the face
Know a bitch that late on rent, so she suck dick to go get paid
I put fifty in my blick, so we can shoot it out all day
Diamonds on my wrist and on my chain make me feel like a slave
Diamonds on my wrist and on my chain make me feel like a slave

Said, you wouldn't know how I feel
Gotta go my whole life tryna get these niggas killed
You just be yourself, shoot with precision when you on a drill
Got a call, my cousin died just last week, ain't shed a tear
Baby bought my mama a house 'cause all the opps knew where I lived
I ain't got no love in me, I showed my auntie 'nem them pills
I know niggas that just act like killers, never wanna drill
Soon I get a call them niggas die, crack another seal
Open fire, then you get police signs right there where they live

Written by:
Corliss Waitman, Joonsu Jang, Keaonte Miles

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