Foul
Everything you said
Everything you said
How it supposed to feel?
(Mack House Entertainment)
Everything you said
How it supposed to feel?
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Everything you said (Said), how it 'posed to feel? (Feel)
How it supposed to-? How it supposed to feel?
How I'm 'posed to feel? (For real), how it 'posed to feel? (For real)
How it supposed to-? How it supposed to feel?
How I'm 'posed to feel?
I can't hide my pain with pills, this shit make me wanna kill (Kill)
How it supposed to-? How it supposed to feel?
How I 'posed to feel? (Feel, for real)
How I'm 'posed to feel?
How it supposed to-? How it supposed to feel?
How I 'posed to feel?
From 7th Street to Scutterfield, that where I live (I live)
You nigga don't know shit about me, just know I spin for real
Long live , my friend for real, this shit was your dream for real
So everytime I step out, yellow tape the scene for real
Amiri and Prada, I put on Polo like a scholar
I dig in the pussy, she holler (Holler)
I beat up that pussy, she holler (Holler)
Want to beef and you ain't got a dollar
Spin on the opps 'til tommorrorw (Blrrt)
Sorry I don't feel sorrow
Switch hot, but the bitch still shoot (Blrrt-blrrt)
Broke bitch, she get the boot
Waste Wock' on my Prada boot (Boot)
We gon' shoot
I just pray ain't no rats in the crew
Everybody got racks in my Crew (Racks)
I can't explain how brutal for you is, and that pussy the truth
I just love how the energy it feel, it's mutual with you
than you
She ain't realer than you, I'm buildin' with you (Buildin')
I can't judge you from your past, though, before me ('Fore me)
You can't judge me from my past, get to know me (Know me)
That shit was the old me, this a Cartier, not no Rollie (Brr)
Opps die when they troll me, I'ma cut her off, she pose me (Pose me)
You wouldn't've did that, you was a throphy (Throphy)
That shit was bogus (Bogus), that shit was foul (Foul)
Everything you said (Said), how it 'posed to feel? (Feel)
How it supposed to-? How it supposed to feel?
How I'm 'posed to feel? (For real), how it 'posed to feel? (For real)
How it supposed to-? How it supposed to feel?
How I'm 'posed to feel?
I can't hide my pain with pills, this shit make me wanna kill (Kill)
How it supposed to-? How it supposed to feel?
How I 'posed to feel? (Feel, for real)
How I'm 'posed to feel?
How it supposed to-? How it supposed to feel?
How I 'posed to feel?
From 7th Street to Scutterfield, that's where I live (I live)
You nigga don't know shit about me, just know I spin for real
Long live , my friend for real, this shit was your dream for real
So everytime I step out, yellow tape the scene for real
Amiri and Prada, I put on Polo like a scholar
I dig in the pussy, she holler (Holler)
I beat up that pussy, she holler (Holler)
Want to beef and you ain't got a dollar
Spin on the opps 'til tommorrorw (Blrrt)
Sorry I don't feel sorrow
Switch hot, but the bitch still shoot (Blrrt-blrrt)
Broke bitch, she get the boot
Waste Wock' on my Prada boot (Boot)
We gon' shoot
I just pray ain't no rats in the crew
Everybody got racks in my Crew (Racks)
I can't explain how brutal for you is, and that pussy the truth
I just love how the energy it feel, it's mutual with you
than you
She ain't realer than you, I'm buildin' with you (Buildin')
I can't judge you from your past, though, before me ('Fore me)
You can't judge me from my past, get to know me (Know me)
That shit was the old me, this a Cartier, not no Rollie (Brr)
Opps die when they troll me, I'ma cut her off, she pose me (Pose me)
You wouldn't've did that, you was a throphy (Throphy)
That shit was bogus (Bogus), that shit was foul (Foul)