
how you feel - marr lyrics
[chorus]
f*ck how you feel
let’s keep it real
hope you n*ggas on the same page
got a freak b*tch who do a d*mn thing
and will live with some d*ck and some champagne
gotta shoot ‘em who ruthless, [?]
he don’t care about no d*mn age
let’s go load for load, this way a bad gang
swear, we are different, we are not the same
[verse 1]
see it back, make a move
boy, you know get gon’ collect it
growin’ up it was nothin’ but hard times
but, n*gga, now we ain’t stressin’
sendin’ shots, now we sendin’ a message
gotta talk, n*gga, see the progression
all different typе of [?] when we bendin’
makе a wish like eleven eleven
got in my bag, i ain’t takin’ no l’s
n*gga’s hoes, they ain’t bein’ theyself
too much [?] make me lose out on health
but f*ck these hoes, they just here for the wealth
like, uh, say “i hit a stage,” sh*t i didn’t know you could tell
bands on me, yeah [?] on the pouch
them n*ggas hatin’, i don’t know what that’ ‘bout
[bridge]
like, see, these n*ggas mad
‘cause they dead broke, man, these n*ggas gettin’ no cheese
and f*ck all you b*tches, like [?] really yellin’ “pretty please”
y’all don’t wanna f*ck, get on ya knees
ya do what i say, just ‘cause who i be
we can get nasty, drinks on me
and bring some of your friends, ‘cause i’m with the team
[verse 2]
like, ok, don’t let me get back to my old ways
i could really bring it back to the old days
when the n*gga ain’t had sh*t, had no gang
now i’m tryna stack it up, start savin’ it
all this money comin’ in, can’t play with it
big dog, [?] a lame b*tch
i am not one of them, [?] with it
i was just dead broke like last week
now i’m gettin’ more bread than some athletes
you wanna hit [?] get in the back seat
spread it out and i’m bustin’ her asscheeks
tryna help my family in a better place
that kid [?] that sh*t like every day
we was just dead broke, we had to make a way
all my n*ggas had dominance up in they chain
what you know about tryna make it out of poverty
everything just a lie, and no honesty
look my mom in the eyes and she proud of me
i be off them drugs, and be high as can be
like why n*ggas think they really f*ckin’ with us?
it’s a pandemic hope you put a hundred plus up
when you start talkin’ money, they ain’t talkin’ too much
in the booth goin’ crazy, [?] pass me the blunt
[bridge]
like, see, these n*ggas mad
‘cause they dead broke, man, these n*ggas gettin’ no cheese
and f*ck all you b*tches, like [?] really yellin’ “pretty please”
y’all don’t wanna f*ck, get on ya knees
ya do what i say, just ‘cause who i be
we can get nasty, drinks on me
and bring some of your friends, ‘cause i’m with the team
[chorus]
f*ck how you feel
let’s keep it real
hope you n*ggas on the same page
got a freak b*tch who do a d*mn thing
and will live with some d*ck and some champagne
gotta shoot ‘em who ruthless, [?]
he don’t care about no d*mn age
let’s go load for load, this way a bad gang
swear, we are different, we are not the same
f*ck how you feel
let’s keep it real
hope you n*ggas on the same page
got a freak b*tch who do a d*mn thing
and will live with some d*ck and some champagne
gotta shoot ‘em who ruthless, [?]
he don’t care about no d*mn age
let’s go load for load, this way a bad gang
swear, we are different, we are not the same
[outro]
swear, we are different, we are not the same
let me double up
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