ItsMikeFlow - FeedBack lyrics

[Verse 1] Yeah, i swear they hate me cause im winnin Name somebody in the city workin hard as me If you see a line of bad b**hes then you know its me Ain't nobody close to me, lyrically or physically Where's my competition? thats a mystery My goal is to make history Never on the bench you know we ballin out If you got a problem with the boy you better call him out If money ain't the topic then we'll probably never talk it out Married to the money and that b**h is never walkin out I run it tho Keep it a hundred and nothing less than that Im talkin facts b**hes approach me and say they love my raps Ask me for a picture and tag me and hope i follow back f** these basic b**hes im yelling out, "where the models at?" And where the bottles at i dont wanna remember sh** Do a bunch of things that i'll regret and add em to the list Late nights and early mornings is the life im livin And to be honest man i wouldn't want it any different [Chorus] I swear this life is everything i asked for We gone roll it up and smoke it till its all gone All the hate that you be talkin i dont need that Dont give a f** about your feedback, feedback [Verse 2] Im in the clouds if you're lookin for me Im never chasing women, but i chase my money Ain't it funny How you get a little green and now your exes want you back But you dont want the b**h You just hit and pa** it to the clique On my ballin sh** Drink a whole fifth and now we stupid lit Got a bunch of papers but im not about to hand em in Chillin with the cypher call the b**hes send em my way You know you ballin when they play your music up in norway And soon im on that front page Tell XXL im next up The girl i got look bad as f** Still counting money gotta add it up The sleepin on me thats nap time They'll be waking up when its my time Yall n***as do way too much I f** b**hes and write rhymes Like an old pair of jeans boy you know im faded I can't wait until the day that i can say i made it I do this sh** for all the critics and the ones that hated I throw my money like the cap when you just graduated [Chorus] I swear this life is everything i asked for We gone roll it up and smoke it till its all gone All the hate that you be talkin i dont need that Dont give a f** about your feedback, feedback