BOY FROOT X J-MIX X MAXDADDY - THE WAY I FEEL lyrics

Froot- b**h i'm gloin' and flexin', i'm on the phone an i'm textin' And if you send me a message on twitter, i will not check it I could give you my blessing, it wouldn't cure your obsession But maybe you would just shut the f** up for a second I'm tired of your presence and all your stupid questions Girl you know i love you but i'm sick of your affection We'll go our own direction, i guess that's the expression Never look back, gotta keep on progressin' I love ya so much but i need to do me I miss your touch and the way you roll my weed You're everything i need, methanphetamine and speed Can't compare to the way that i feel when you're with me J-mix- I just want somebody i can f** when i'm horny I don't want relationships, i like to be lonely Demons need love too, angels can't be selfish I got a gold heart but you're always trying to melt it And we're all goin to hell, you can burn with me baby I'ma take you to my room, you gon learn with me baby We gon earn all this money gotta think like we royalty Wake up back in reality, i'm hurting and worthless That's funny i call myself a god but all i'm feeling is nervousness b**hes only want the bread but i ain't got that much yet Gimme a couple years, i'm writing personal checks You need to check the way you come at me and learn some respect I do this sh** for myself, this is my legacy bruh So get a grip up on your girl cuz she keep textin me bruh It's j-mix boy froot maxdaddy hunned grand And a whole bunch of other motherf**ers in my fam Hundred grand dan- Here's the deal this how i feel, slow it down a second Listen up like you in church and i'm the motherf**ing reverend Open up your notes like i'm about to give a f**ing lesson The knowledge that i'm droppin never stoppin, so keep rockin Roll up with my whole crew, roll up with my gremlins f** you and your boys, fake wanna-be-drake motherf**ers Pardon me, did i hurt your feelings? promise didn't wanna But i get on the beat, and i turn straight into piranhas Run and tell em, makin dough, that's all i know Stay on top, i never fell, don't break a ? to these streets I know them very well I'm straight gangsta it ain't hard to tell 100 grand in my left pocket, right below my belt, b**h