Créditos
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Domani
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Domani Harris
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Smitti Boi
Producer
The Olympicks
Producer
Koke
Producer
Ashilee
Producer
Jahmori Simmons
Producer
Letra
[Verse 1]
Keep a hood on my head when I'm in public, I'm vibing
Eyes on me, I'm low-key, they still find me
Dude at the corner store had seen what I was riding in
He walked up and asked me what they ask me all the time and said
[Verse 2]
Tell me how it feel young ****
Tell me how it feel to make a mill in two states
They say tell me how it feel young ****
They say tell me how it feel, how that silver spoon taste
[Verse 3]
Tell me how it feel young ****
Tell me how it feel to make a mill in two states
They say tell me how it feel young ****
They say tell me how it feel, how that silver spoon taste
[Verse 4]
It tastes like a mansion on the weekends and apartments on the weekdays
Toys every Christmas, but ya pops ain't at ya B-day
We stayed in Riverdale until '07, till they found out who we was and then kicked in the door yelling "Give me everything"
If it wasn't for that movie that came out, we wouldn't of had the drive-in bumping, we would of been at the house when it happened, damn
After that momma carried her purse more often, told me keep the door locked and boy, announce when you coming in
But honestly, them days was the best days
This industry just filled with crackers looking for they next slave
So to answer your question, that's what it taste like, put your feet in my shoes and you'll see why
[Verse 5]
I keep a hood on my head when I'm in public, I'm vibing
Eyes on me, I'm low-key, they still find me
A kid walked up, dropped his bag and started rhyming
And after he was done he said, "I see you on yo grind but just"
[Verse 6]
Tell me how it feel young ****
Tell me how it feel to make a mill in two states
They say tell me how it feel young ****
They say tell me how it feel, how that silver spoon taste
[Verse 7]
Tell me how it feel young ****
Tell me how it feel to make a mill in two states
They say tell me how it feel young ****
They say tell me how it feel, how that silver spoon taste
[Verse 8]
It feel like God was playing tricks on me
My subconscious would pick on me
Waved everything I wanted in my face
Until I pinpointed my destination
Mapped it out and walked that shit my damn self
All I need was a vision, didn't need handouts or my hand held
It feel like God was playing tricks on me
My subconscious would pick on me
Waved everything I wanted in my face
Until I pinpointed my destination
Mapped it out and walked that shit my damn self
All I need was a vision, didn't need handouts or my hand held
[Verse 9]
That's how it taste
Written by: Domani Harris
