Niggas want interviews
Wanna ask me how I feel, how this feel, how I feel
Nigga I ain't D'Angelo
I'm droppin' new shit all the time
Play my shit
All that shit right there, bruh bruh
Don't ask me how I feel to hear these clowns hate
Ask me how it feel to count 100 thou' in a day
Ask me how it feel to hop in the Wraith and skate
And I don't even skate
Don't ask me how I feel to know these clowns fake
Ask me how it feel to count 100 thou' in a day
I ain't spent a 20 in a minute, I been
Breakin' 100s sayin' keep the change
Cause I don't fuckin' change baby
Since I jumped in the game, ain't front, I been the same
Don't jump in my lane baby
Told you I was bustin' out the bag
Finna fuck up some change baby
Spent a lump on the gang, we all stunt, we the same
What's my motherfuckin' name baby?
It's T-Raww so you know I'm goin' raw
I'm finna fuck up the game baby
My mama tell me stop buyin' jewelry cause it's too much bling
But there's no such thing
I got a lil bitch on the West
All she do is suck me, she my lil suck ting
I got a lil bitch on the East
All she do is fuck me, she my lil fuck ting
When we hook up on the South side
Put 'em both together, they my lil slut ting
All my bitches undefeated, all my niggas run the city
All my enemies, tell 'em come and get me
Don't ask me how I feel to hear a nigga speak my name
Ask me how to let the feel in the Bentley
Don't ask me how I feel to know these niggas resent me
Ask me how I feel to know all these hoes can't resist me
And fuck an interview, I'm too busy gettin' busy
Don't ask me how I feel to hear these clowns hate
Ask me how it feel to count 100 thou' in a day
Ask me how it feel to hop in the Wraith and skate
And I don't even skate
Don't ask me how I feel to know these clowns fake
Ask me how it feel to count 100 thou' in a day
I ain't spent a 20 in a minute, I been
Breakin' 100s sayin' keep the change
Cause I don't fuckin' change baby
Out in St. Tropez, nigga ask me how it feel
Is the wind warm? Is the champagne chill?
Shit, I just wanna chill
On a yacht makin' deals
I could've been a chef
I know how to make a meal
I'm eatin' with my gang, think my last
Name Gates cause I always pay the bills
And I put my niggas on, nigga ask me how it feel
They Rollies ain't tickin', all my niggas gettin'
Splinters cause they grippin' wood wheels
Niggas talkin' beef, I got a few OGs that'll throw you on the grill
Gimme that mouth, I give you them shoes, she head over heels
Niggas in them interviews spittin'
The truth, never get the truth though
You know how I do, yeah all my shit new
That's why I'm always in the news though
Here's a question: where the fuck was
You when I was sleepin' on that futon?
So fuck an interview cause you fuckin' up my view dog
Don't ask me how I feel to hear these clowns hate
Ask me how it feel to count 100 thou' in a day
Ask me how it feel to hop in the Wraith and skate
And I don't even skate
Don't ask me how I feel to know these clowns fake
Ask me how it feel to count 100 thou' in a day
I ain't spent a 20 in a minute, I been
Breakin' 100s sayin' keep the change
Cause I don't fuckin' change baby
Would you ever know how I feel?
To cop your mama house on the hill
Fish tanks with the sharks and the eels
Just enough cash that all your pains heal
Would you ever, ever, ever know how I feel?
Spill a 10 gallon champagne and let it spill
Ever hear Bun B tell you you trill?
Is her ass real? I can tell you how it feel
Would you ever, ever, ever know how I feel?
Probably not
Would you ever, ever, ever know how I feel?
Probably not
Probably not
