How I Feel (Remix) [feat. NoCap & Quando Rondo]

Anything for a dollar bill, yeah, ah
Anything for a dollar bill, yeah
Dollar bill, ooh
They put dirt all in my goddamn life, I took my bath
Popped 'bout fifteen guns in twenty-two days, I did my math
Biatch, you ain't playin' with no lame
I ain't playin' no games, I want my bag (Uh-huh)
Spent like fifteen racks in like twenty-two days
I did, my bad (Feel like, "Goddamn")
It's so many dollar bills, yeah (Goddamn)
Shawty wanna ride my hill, ooh (Like, "Goddamn")
I just popped my pills, yeah (Feel like, "Goddamn")
You don't know how I feel, oh, oh (I feel like, "Goddamn")
Oh, like my racks like my truck, yeah, I lift it up
Championship ring on my knuckle cost me fifteen bucks
Copped me a pint, thirteen hundred
Ran through with fifteen cups, ooh
Fourteen days, you was too weak, ***** ain't beat me up
Thumbin' like long live Bankroll, dawg, you was too street
I done popped my pill on my own, you was too geeked
Bougie *****, I was so broke
They ain't know 'bout me (Bougie)
So, bougie *****, I done got money I barely speak (Bougie)
Sets like, "Who is this *****, ice on like he Gretsky?" (Skooly)
Like, "Who is this ***** bangin' that six like Grape Street?" (Long live Nipsey)
Suicide, haters die every day
Clueless ****, want me a girl like Ella Mai, yeah
They put dirt all in my goddamn life
I took my bath (Want me a girl like Ella Mai)
Popped 'bout fifteen guns in twenty-two days, I did my math
Biatch, you ain't playin' with no lame
I ain't playin' no games, I want my bag (Uh-huh)
Spent like fifteen racks in like twenty-two days
I did, my bad (Feel like, "Goddamn")
It's so many dollar bills, yeah (Goddamn)
Shawty wanna ride my hill, ooh (Like, "Goddamn")
I just popped my pills, yeah (Feel like, "Goddamn")
You don't know how I feel, oh, oh (I feel like, "Goddamn")
Oh, I'm mad rich, remember I was broke, they used to laugh, ayy
Geeked on Adderalls, but I still had an E in math, ayy
We was all stuck, that's why they call that **** a trap
I got high as hell and I seen hate all in the air
Saint Laurent mannequin, I'm drippin', you panickin'
I'm close to my enemies, they don't see the inner me
On that same block, I treat it like Mutombo, *****
Can't give that ***** five if I handed him a bunch of nickels
I'm sippin' codeine, I ain't really into drinkin' liquor
Ain't with the internet beef, real gangster, I got real issues
Million from my deal, remember times that I couldn't buy a pickle
Fook them haters, they grab shovels and
They put dirt all in my goddamn life, I took my bath
Popped 'bout fifteen guns in twenty-two days, I did my math
Biatch, you ain't playin' with no lame
I ain't playin' no games, I want my bag (Uh-huh)
Spent like fifteen racks in like twenty-two days
I did, my bad (Feel like, "Goddamn")
It's so many dollar bills, yeah (Goddamn)
Shawty wanna ride my hill, ooh (Like, "Goddamn")
I just popped my pills, yeah (Feel like, "Goddamn")
You don't know how I feel, oh, oh (I feel like, "Goddamn")
Oh, I'm on my **** like a plunger, no wonder
These *****s, they wan' see me under, ayy
They only 'round for the come-up
The reason these *****s can't even call my number, ayy
I poured a line of the mother****in' Act' in the soda
Then ate Benihanas, yeah
I can weigh this money way up
So I can go fook on Rihanna, yeah
I copped the Christian Dior drawers, drip or drown
Mike Amiri, biatch, I feel like Gunna, yeah
Hop out, Draco hold a hundred, yeah
Trunk in the front, I'm not frontin'
The trenches wanna know how I made it
Like, "How you turn nothin' to somethin'?"
I do not fook with these *****s, no slavery
If you want a feature, you know you gon' pay the fee
When I drop that mixtape, man, I need 'bout an eighty piece
I'm thumbin' through hundreds, it's nothin'
The blue cheese, no cap, yeah
And I've been a Crip since a youngin like Skooly, NoCap
I play my position with Crippin'
The reason that I brung a Blood to the trap
And they threw some dirt in my motherfookin' life
The reason I'm a mud to the trap
They put dirt all in my goddamn life, I took my bath
Popped 'bout fifteen guns in twenty-two days, I did my math
*****, you ain't playin' with no lame
I ain't playin' no games, I want my bag (Uh-huh)
Spent like fifteen racks in like twenty-two days
I did, my bad (Feel like, "Goddamn")
It's so many dollar bills, yeah (Goddamn)
Shawty wanna ride my hill, ooh (Like, "Goddamn")
I just popped my pills, yeah (Feel like, "Goddamn")
You don't know how I feel, oh, oh (I feel like, "Goddamn"), oh