[Chorus]
This how I'm feelin'
After a billion yeah imma make the haters feel this
This how I'm feelin'
All the talkin' ain't nothin homie i don't feel it
This how I'm feelin'
Came to party brought all my gangsters they the realest
This how I'm feelin'
All these pussies man they got me ready to k** sh**
[Demzwon]
Got a hang over
I'm still drunk from the night before
Liquor flowin' through my system
Tearin' it up as I perform
If you cool with us try and get bodied
There's gonna be bodies all over on the floor
Goin' all out [?]
Which makes us ready for war
Only got real ones on my team
And most of them have been there since day one
Holdin' it down sayin' 100
[?]
Leave you leakin' blood
I've seen too many corpses
[?]
That's why i give em my archers
Form my music into an immortal
Puttin' everything into the business
This my last resort
It's time to make it a break
Sick of this sh** can't take no more
Been through so much in life
That I don't think I'll ever see peace
But failure is not an option
So I ain't stoppin' for a thing
[Chorus]
This how I'm feelin'
After a billion yeah imma make the haters feel this
This how I'm feelin'
All the talkin' ain't nothin homie i don't feel it
This how I'm feelin'
Came to party brought all my gangsters they the realest
This how I'm feelin'
All these pussies man they got me ready to k** sh**
[Twisted Insane]
Wake up and I'm still faded (faded)
Drinkin' bout a gallon of the liquor last night
Lookin' at my knife its all bloody
Thinkin' nothin' of it must've got into a motherf**ing fight
I roll about a gram amount of weed
Put the millimeter in the center can pop it to get ghost
You don't want me to flip out and pull the heat I do the most
(ah ah ah ah)I'm not real I'm on a whole 'nother level
You can send me straight to hell
I don't give a f** about the devil
I've done did too much sh** in my life to try and make amends
My only friends is just the body and the shovel
One more blunt to the brain now I'm good
sh** i thought i never was gonna feel it I was wrong
I be in this motherf**er foaming at the mouth
Every time i see a fresh bowl packed in a bong
Let me hit it on a mission with the b**hes on my phone
Trapped up and I got the homie for the back up
I ain't really even trippin' though
But you know how these little n***as wanna act up
Too much drankin' motherf**ers think they rebel
Comin' in shootin' like a mad dog
Brackin' that level
k**ing everybody in this b**h
Have your little homie lookin like
Damn bro