Ca$h YP - Feelings Lyrics

Told my mama we gon' make it (Make it)
Still remember them day's we was paper chasin' (Paper chasin')
Money tight I couldn't afford no braces (Braces)
Wasn't smilin' bitch I was hurtin (hurtin)
Told my mama we gon' make it (Make it)
Still remember them day's we was paper chasin' (Paper chasin')
Money tight I couldn't afford no braces (Braces)
Wasn't smilin' bitch I was hurtin (Hurtin)

Yeah yeah I was hurtin'
Didn't know what to do
I was kickin' the pavement
Had nobody to look up to
All these new faces
Had no time to feel alive
Felt like I losin' time
Bitch done made me lose my mind
I think I've been lost for a long while
Need someone to cope with my lifestyle
Please don't make no noise
I don't want the feds to find some files
If I date you
Will you comply
Shordy I don't really got the time
Cause money be always on my mind
And I'm always chillen
I came from the dirt but I always find a way to shine

Told my mama we gon' make it (Make it)
Still remember them day's we was paper chasin' (Paper chasin')
Money tight I couldn't afford no braces (Braces)
Wasn't smilin' bitch I was hurtin (Hurtin)
Told my mama we gon' make it (Make it)
Still remember them day's we was paper chasin' (Paper chasin')
Money tight I couldn't afford no braces (Braces)
Wasn't smilin' bitch I was hurtin (Hurtin)

I don't every talk,
I just get the cheque (Uh)
F*ck a bitch once
Now I don't text back (Uh)
Too many losses
Now we bosses (Uh)
Wanna make a millie
Gotta get em profits (Uh)
Everyday I wake up like its my last
Everyday I wake up I say f*ck the past
Too many people countin' on me
Gotta get the bag on my lonely
Yeah I told my mama (Uh) (Uh)
We gon' make it
Sleepin' on the floor (Uh) (Uh)
Roaches infested
Shordy in blue
Yeah she testin'
Cannot f*ck with fakes
Wanna blow up like drake yeah

Told my mama
Couldn't afford no

Told my mama we gon' make it (Make it)
Still remember them day's we was paper chasin' (Paper chasin')
Money tight I couldn't afford no braces (Braces)
Wasn't smilin' bitch I was hurtin (Hurtin)
Told my mama we gon' make it (Make it)
Still remember them day's we was paper chasin' (Paper chasin')
Money tight I couldn't afford no braces (Braces)
Wasn't smilin' bitch I was hurtin (Was hurtin')