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How you feel now? It's startin' to feel so familiar How you feel now? (LMC) Ayy, ayy, ayy I don't give a fuck how you feel now (hey, hey) Getting money, starting to feel so familiar (whoa, whoa) I just do it for my family, yeah (hey, hey) Was at the bottom, we on top of the hill now (whoa, whoa) I don't give a fuck how you feel now (hey, hey) Getting money, starting to feel so familiar (whoa, whoa) I just do it for my family, yeah (hey, hey) Was at the bottom, we on top of the hill now Ayy, ayy, ayy Is it the love or lust? I don't got nobody in my corner, who do I trust? If you ain't family, you can't be around, get on the bus It's like I'm from another world, 'cause all I see is us I told her I am not a cop, it's hard for me to cuff I put her on the block list and told her, "Get the fuck" I poured the double cup of Wok' and yeah, it got me stuck I'm rolling up another blunt, I'm 'bout to take a puff Yeah, keep it real with me Tell me how it feel when you got that record deal Most of these niggas changed, slipped on banana peels I seen it in your eyes, didn't wanna think it's real We pop another bottle, we pop another seal Been through a lot of pain, but that's what got me here Raised my son to be a man, and never show no fear My diamonds shining bright, just like a chandelier No one, no one It's hard to make a way when you come where I'm from At the bottom of the bottom where you barely see the sun And I've been going through depression lately, I just wanna run You'd probably leave when you see what I've done You would probably leave when you see what I've done I'm a different nigga, baby girl, I'm not the one Different type of diamonds all be on me in the sun Brand new Amiris, I'ma stuff 'em with the dollars My broski a shotta He gon' go berserk, he see a opp and go, "Grrah-ta" Smoking all damn day, I fill my lungs up with the zaza Don't hit up my phone, leave me alone with all that rara I don't give a fuck how you feel now (hey, hey) Getting money, starting to feel so familiar (whoa, whoa) I just do it for my family, yeah (hey, hey) Was at the bottom, we on top of the hill now (whoa, whoa) I don't give a fuck how you feel now (hey, hey) Getting money, starting to feel so familiar (whoa, whoa) I just do it for my family, yeah (hey, hey) Was at the bottom, we on top of the hill now Hey Oh yeah, ha-ha, ha-ha Oh yeah, okay Oh yeah, oh yeah Tryna take me down, but I was back on my pivot I know you see the way I'm living, and you just don't get it But I'ma keep grinding, I'ma shoot for the stars You see my tattoos, more like battle scars I know, yeah Give me pain But let me speak my pain Just let me speak my pain
Writer(s): Kimetrius Foose, Liam Mcalister, Ryan James Le Roy-dyson, Joshua Danile Thomas Obrien Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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