Twisted Insane - How I'm Feelin lyrics
[Twisted Insane - How I'm Feelin lyrics]
This how I'm feelin'
After a billion yeah imma make
The haters feel this this how I'm feelin'
All the talkin' ain't nothin homie
I don't feel it this how I'm feelin'
Came to party brought all my
Gangsters they the realest
This how I'm feelin'
All these pussies man they got
Me ready to kill shit
Got a hang over
I'm still drunk from the night before
Liquor flowin' through my system
Tearin' it up as I perform
If you cool with us try and get bodied
There's gonna be bodies all over on the floor
Goin' all out which makes us ready for war
Only got real ones on my team
And most of them have been
There since day one
Holdin' it down sayin' 100
Leave you leakin' blood
I've seen too many corpses
That's why i give em my archers
Form my music into an immortal
Puttin' everything into the business
This my last resort
It's time to make it a break
Sick of this shit can't take no more
Been through so much in life
That I don't think I'll ever see peace
But failure is not an option
So I ain't stoppin' for a thing
This how I'm feelin'
After a billion yeah imma make
The haters feel this this how I'm feelin'
All the talkin' ain't nothin homie
I don't feel it this how I'm feelin'
Came to party brought all my
Gangsters they the realest
This how I'm feelin'
All these pussies man they got
Me ready to kill shit
Wake up and I'm still faded (faded)
Drinkin' bout a gallon of
The liquor last night
Lookin' at my knife it's all bloody
Thinkin' nothin' of it must've got
Into a motherfucking fight
I roll about a gram amount of weed
Put the millimeter in the center can
Pop it to get ghost
You don't want me to flip out and
Pull the heat I do the most
(ah ah ah ah) I'm not real
I'm on a whole 'nother level
You can send me straight to hell
I don't give a fuck about the devil
I've done did too much shit in my
Life to try and make amends
My only friends is just the
Body and the shovel
One more blunt to the brain now I'm good
Shit i thought i never was gonna
Feel it I was wrong
I be in this motherfucker
Foaming at the mouth
Every time i see a fresh
Bowl packed in a bong
Let me hit it on a mission
With the bitches on my phone
Trapped up and I got the
Homie for the back up
I ain't really even trippin' though
But, you know how these little
Niggas wanna act up
Too much drankin' motherfuckers
Think they rebel
Comin' in shootin' like a mad dog
Blappin that Lambo
Killing everybody in this bitch
Have your little homie lookin like damn bro
After a billion yeah imma make
The haters feel this this how I'm feelin'
All the talkin' ain't nothin homie
I don't feel it this how I'm feelin'
Came to party brought all my
Gangsters they the realest
This how I'm feelin'
All these pussies man they got
Me ready to kill shit
Got a hang over
I'm still drunk from the night before
Liquor flowin' through my system
Tearin' it up as I perform
If you cool with us try and get bodied
There's gonna be bodies all over on the floor
Goin' all out which makes us ready for war
Only got real ones on my team
And most of them have been
There since day one
Holdin' it down sayin' 100
Leave you leakin' blood
I've seen too many corpses
That's why i give em my archers
Form my music into an immortal
Puttin' everything into the business
This my last resort
It's time to make it a break
Sick of this shit can't take no more
Been through so much in life
That I don't think I'll ever see peace
But failure is not an option
So I ain't stoppin' for a thing
This how I'm feelin'
After a billion yeah imma make
The haters feel this this how I'm feelin'
All the talkin' ain't nothin homie
I don't feel it this how I'm feelin'
Came to party brought all my
Gangsters they the realest
This how I'm feelin'
All these pussies man they got
Me ready to kill shit
Wake up and I'm still faded (faded)
Drinkin' bout a gallon of
The liquor last night
Lookin' at my knife it's all bloody
Thinkin' nothin' of it must've got
Into a motherfucking fight
I roll about a gram amount of weed
Put the millimeter in the center can
Pop it to get ghost
You don't want me to flip out and
Pull the heat I do the most
(ah ah ah ah) I'm not real
I'm on a whole 'nother level
You can send me straight to hell
I don't give a fuck about the devil
I've done did too much shit in my
Life to try and make amends
My only friends is just the
Body and the shovel
One more blunt to the brain now I'm good
Shit i thought i never was gonna
Feel it I was wrong
I be in this motherfucker
Foaming at the mouth
Every time i see a fresh
Bowl packed in a bong
Let me hit it on a mission
With the bitches on my phone
Trapped up and I got the
Homie for the back up
I ain't really even trippin' though
But, you know how these little
Niggas wanna act up
Too much drankin' motherfuckers
Think they rebel
Comin' in shootin' like a mad dog
Blappin that Lambo
Killing everybody in this bitch
Have your little homie lookin like damn bro