how you feel - tiny boost lyrics
[verse 1: tiny boost]
i charge it all to the game but i would pay for my pain back
ride till the wheels bald and burn out the brake pads
in the fast lane, they stuck in the hard shoulder
bl**dy up your yard like the passover
behind the wall, they threw the ounces and the halves over
ghosted in that visit hall, they left me heartbroken, i deserve more
make suttin, take suttin, sh*t, ’cause i prefer yours
ain’t been the same since i kickеd off my first door
and hit a sale for my first score
time to ridе, i’m the one that got the first call
i grabbed that white girl and curb crawled
all day, all night, they all bark, we all bite
i put in work and i’m in it full*time
talking with your hands till i get ’em all tied and your mouth duct taped
f*ck with me on these roads, it’s only going one way
[chorus: catch & tiny boost]
i told my bad b*tch, “tell me how you feel”
i told my day ones, “tell me that it’s real”
’cause i’ma glide, would you help me do a k!ll?
and if you get bagged, they best not tell me that you squealed
i told my lifer, “please pray for your appeal”
i told the plug, “if it’s two then it’s a deal”
and i’ma bag it on the spot without a scale
it’s in the air, i’m just waiting on the mail, for real
[verse 2: catch]
i get a hb and i baptise it
new phone, same name, f*ck it, i franchise it
it’s like these girls want a washed boyfriend that acts bad
i had to tell her, “baby, real gangsters don’t act like it”
no one’s slapped more times than wick and i stand by this
the fiend said she’s never had buj that runs like this
i look in the mirror, i see a k!ller with big b*lls
i look at the game and i see nuttin but v*g*n*s
and everybody’s hungry, i don’t trust a soul
i’m carrying my cannon when i cop mariah
i’m standing at the chicken spot, this spot is fire
so i tell my little homie, “don’t lock the fryer”
you ever had a crackhead tell you that she fancies you?
to try and get some free crack, god loves a trier
and i be staring at these youtube gangsters
like the whole game is a mess, the fans love a liar
[chorus: catch & tiny boost]
i told my bad b*tch, “tell me how you feel”
i told my day ones, “tell me that it’s real”
’cause i’ma glide, would you help me do a k!ll?
and if you get bagged, they best not tell me that you squealed
i told my lifer, “please pray for your appeal”
i told the plug, “if it’s two then it’s a deal”
and i’ma bag it on the spot without a scale
it’s in the air, i’m just waiting on the mail, for real
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