| Anything for a dollar bill, yeah, ah
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| Anything for a dollar bill, yeah
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| Dollar bill, ooh
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| They put dirt all in my goddamn life, I took my bath
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| Popped 'bout fifteen guns in twenty-two days, I did my math
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| Bitch, you ain’t playin' with no lame, I ain’t playin' no games,
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| I want my bag (Uh-huh)
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| Spent like fifteen racks in like twenty-two days, I did, my bad (Feel like, «Goddamn»)
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| It’s so many dollar bills, yeah (Goddamn)
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| Shawty wanna ride my hill, ooh (Like, «Goddamn»)
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| I just popped my pills, yeah (Feel like, «Goddamn»)
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| You don’t know how I feel, oh, oh (I feel like, «Goddamn»), oh
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| Like my racks like my truck, yeah, I lift it up
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| Championship ring on my knuckle cost me fifteen bucks
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| Copped me a pint, thirteen hundred, ran through with fifteen cups, ooh
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| Fourteen days, you was too weak, nigga ain’t beat me up
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| Thumbin' like long live Bankroll, dawg, you was too street
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| I done popped my pill on my own, you was too geeked
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| Bougie nigga, I was so broke, they ain’t know 'bout me (Bougie)
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| So, bougie nigga, I done got money, I barely speak (Bougie)
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| Sets like, «Who is this nigga, ice on like he Gretsky?» |
| (Skooly)
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| Like, «Who is this nigga bangin' that six like Grape Street?» |
| (Long live Nipsey)
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| Suicide, haters die every day
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| Clueless vibe, want me a girl like Ella Mai, yeah
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| They put dirt all in my goddamn life, I took my bath (Want me a girl like Ella
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| Mai)
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| Popped 'bout fifteen guns in twenty-two days, I did my math
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| Bitch, you ain’t playin' with no lame, I ain’t playin' no games,
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| I want my bag (Uh-huh)
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| Spent like fifteen racks in like twenty-two days, I did, my bad (Feel like, «Goddamn»)
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| It’s so many dollar bills, yeah (Goddamn)
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| Shawty wanna ride my hill, ooh (Like, «Goddamn»)
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| I just popped my pills, yeah (Feel like, «Goddamn»)
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| You don’t know how I feel, oh, oh (I feel like, «Goddamn»), oh
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| I’m mad rich, remember I was broke, they used to laugh, ayy
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| Geeked on Adderalls, but I still had an E in math, ayy
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| We was all stuck, that’s why they call that shit a trap
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| I got high as hell and I seen hate all in the air
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| Saint Laurent mannequin, I’m drippin', you panickin'
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| I’m close to my enemies, they don’t see the inner me
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| On that same block, I treat it like Mutombo, nigga
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| Can’t give that nigga five if I handed him a bunch of nickels
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| I’m sippin' codeine, I ain’t really into drinkin' liquor
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| Ain’t with the internet beef, real gangster, I got real issues
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| Million from my deal, remember times that I couldn’t buy a pickle
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| Fuck them haters, they grab shovels and
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| They put dirt all in my goddamn life, I took my bath
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| Popped 'bout fifteen guns in twenty-two days, I did my math
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| Bitch, you ain’t playin' with no lame, I ain’t playin' no games,
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| I want my bag (Uh-huh)
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| Spent like fifteen racks in like twenty-two days, I did, my bad (Feel like, «Goddamn»)
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| It’s so many dollar bills, yeah (Goddamn)
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| Shawty wanna ride my hill, ooh (Like, «Goddamn»)
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| I just popped my pills, yeah (Feel like, «Goddamn»)
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| You don’t know how I feel, oh, oh (I feel like, «Goddamn»), oh |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song How I Feel , by - Skooly. Song from the album No Face No Case, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп