HOW I FEEL

[Chorus]
I can never leave you hanging, lil nigga on the beat like this
I hit ever bitch back if she was sweet like Trish, I swear
I can never leave you hanging on the beat like this
I hit ever bitch back if she was sweet like Trish
What other young nigga shit could be like this?
Name another nigga under 23 like this

[Verse 1]
Man why your fam gotta go through so much to see you
The lil' ones, they ain't even know much to see you
But this one lil' one he can comprehend, and he just wanna be you
So now you gotta watch what you saying, watch what you doing
Niggas watching me, So I watch how I'm movin'
Hoppin' out the new shit
Talk to these bad hoes and tell them we exclusive
Why you lying like that? Why you try like that?
Why them niggas from yo' hood really violent like that?
I don't know, I ain't they representative
And I ain't mean to offend you, I'm just reppin' where I live
You know how it go, man you gotta keep a weapon where I live
And you know yeah, they call shooters steppers where I live
Leave the weapon where I live
West is where I live
I can't be conscious, I am not Talib
But you can tell the lil' ones don't do what I did
Nah he is not a shooter, he closing his eyelids
Just bitchin' and wildin', he do what his mom did
You know me, I'm wherever the vibe is
Just working on my shit

[Chorus]
I can never leave you hanging, lil nigga on the beat like this
I hit ever bitch back if she was sweet like Trish, I swear

[Verse 2]
Free Oak drop all them charges
Niggas be confused on the team, alright cuz you the general
But how the fuck is all them sergeants?
Some of y'all pawns, alot of y'all drawn
I ain't really on what alot of y'all on
You ain't been blessed with the [?] one
Vintage Dior, where you get it from?
Nigga from a store, go look on your own
Man it ain't rocket science
Came up of the house, stepped up off the curb, that's when life try it
That's when life takes it's turns
You ain't gotta light me on fire, to tell me it burns
I see niggas go expired and shelf they self
I seen niggas get wealth they self
I seen niggas get so damn high they can't help they self
They bitch home, not pleased, probably felt they self
Nigga talkin' all the lyin', probably felt himself
You know how niggas scared on the internet, but that's why I disconnect
I don't do no disrescpect, better watch them sub threats
Nigga who they riddle that?
Niggas think they Batman villains, all this postin' and jokin'
Feel like [?] all this dope I been smoking
Had to step back and really see the crowd from the open
How do moms feel knowing that her child is this focused
He the land, he the ocean, he the man, he the spokesman
He do things he supposed to and never post them, yeah on both ends
You can-
You can still catch me posted on the old end, I was on my low end
Somehow still hittin' lindsay lohans
How is he gettin' hoes and get more bands?
Look mom, I can do this shit with no hands
Yes sir, that boy on the roll make the flow dance
No, I don't judge her just because she pole dance
All them suckers equal racks that she pulled in
She had all you niggas fooled yeah
I don't care, shit is cool yeah
Two things I'm not, 1, rat, 2, weird
We gon' let it rat-at-at, make them fools scared
We in the booth, lay our truth here
I got them mm on a new pair
My bitch bad, want another one
I get a bag, want another one, Dj Khaled shit
My young niggas in the street said "fuck a scholarship, ain't no trap courses in them colleges"
Listening to Yeezy, he the trapologist
If you got your fam in the spot, dont trap outta it
You gon' land yourself in the spot, your fam can't get you out
Damn, now you in that jam fam
Damn man in highschool- you know the rest
We can talk about who hot, nigga we know the best
Niggas thinking that they 50 Cent, dont show the vest
Never let it show you vexxed, get it off your chest
Never letting down the OGs, man what's taught is kept
Had the code way before we came of the step
All we missin' is the zip code [?]
Me and Soy need [?] racing down Baltimore looking flawless, with polished
Niggas start singing like Stacy Lattisaw once they hit them charges
I thought you banged it like Carter
You know the hood and the art of it, niggas cut up til they [?] made of cardboard
In the beginning, you was all for it but when the money stopped coming in them bitches stopped fucking with you
Then you gotta sit in stall for it, you don't know bout goin' hard for it
In my hood, I'm the team captain, you let em down like Paul George

[Verse 3]
Got some niggas in they [?]
I can't even tag them in my story, suspicion is important
You can reach your hand out as and extension for support, and they'll cut your arm off, and that's just the hood for you
Back fucking round with bitches no good for you
And they locking all the homies, so its no hood for you
You ever looked at your shawty, and said "damn I did all I could for you"
Damn, you acting like the hood for you
She belong to the streets
You ain't even got no provolone for the beef, niggas hungry in the streets
Niggas order Uber Eats
So starving ass nigga, just because I know you wanna bargain ass nigga

[Chorus]
I can never leave you hanging, lil nigga on the beat like this
I hit ever bitch back if she was sweet like Trish, I swear
I can never leave you hanging on the beat like this
I hit ever bitch back if she was sweet like Trish
Why life can't always be sweet so like this?
Life sweet, lifeless, life where? light switch
One day life's like that, and then its like this
One day, you gotta wife then she turn to my bitch
If you lookin' for some nice, just look to my bitch, nigga

[Verse 4]
She got some sort of logo on
You know me, 08' I had some sort of polo on
Trynna see whatever bro was on
I was young but I understood everything the old was on
So when my time came, I rose upon

[Chorus]
I can never leave you hanging, lil nigga on the beat like this
I hit ever bitch back if she was sweet like Trish, I swear
I can never leave you hanging on the beat like this
I hit ever bitch back if she was sweet like Trish
Why life can't always be sweet so like this?
Life sweet, lifeless