I FEEL LIKE THIS IT

You goin to bed I just woke up cause I been on my grind with this shit And I'm in my head Thinkin' bout bread, plotting on ways to get rich Yeah, Plotting on ways to get rich You goin to bed I just woke up cause I been on my grind with this shit And I'm in my head Thinkin' bout bread, plotting on ways to get rich Now we in the studio, Bro got a camera he shootin' them flicks Now that I'm poppin' I stay in the mix Dante been cookin' this fire I feel like this it Hit after hit, yeah (hit after hit) Track after track (track after track) Girl I'm on the come up (girl im on the come up) Been runnin up these racks (been running up these racks) I put all the money inside of my bed I filled up that hoe with them blues and them reds Fifties and hundreds I put in my clip Can't drop my Glock but I'm droppin' a bitch Bro at the spot with a chop and a stick Im turning up, blowing up know that it's lit I just called my mom and I told her we rich Put a Cartier on my wrist I never thought I could make it I'm getting tired of the fake shit Love hurts but I embraced it I know you're the worst and I can't take it You goin to bed I just woke up cause I been on my grind with this shit And I'm in my head Thinkin' bout bread, plotting on ways to get rich Now we in the studio Bro got a camera he shootin' them flicks Now that I'm poppin' I stay in the mix Dante been cookin' this fire I feel like this it I spend money everywhere I go You bought your bitch a rose I bought my bitch some gold I'm icier than a bitch you see my wrist work I hate the ways that I miss her I been through a lot tryna figure out where I'ma stop at And I ain't gonna stop till I make a couple mil and give it all back I'm stackin' my paper no time to relax You fucked up my head so I ain't goin' back The demon im speeding 150 the dash Can't fuck with your shit cause you whack You goin to bed I just woke up cause I been on my grind with this shit And I'm in my head Thinkin' bout bread, plotting on ways to get rich Now we in the studio Bro got a camera he shootin' them flicks Now that I'm poppin' I stay in the mix Dante been cookin' this fire I feel like this it