It don't really matter how you feelin' It don't really matter how you feelin
Steady tryna find a place, sitting in a heart
That ain't really healin' Young nigga tryna win it
My time comin', I'ma win it We got sticks, something like Valorant
New stick, came from Pakistan Hundred shots out the sprinter van
Load a clip and then we back again Keep a pole on me, Ja Morant
Lil momma imma thug for the ones I love Baby, I'll kill a man
I don't know about your feelings then Never thought I'd see a day where I fight with my blood
I should've seen that, that come with the flood You turnin' your back when your bro's out the mud
I don't expect nothing less, just understood Life too shady, that nigga was movin' too crazy
They f*cked around, robbed his ass Karma came and put a scar on his ass
I'm about to set the bar on his ass Pushin' that fire, out that agenda, they mad
I don't give a f*ck, it's more than last Remember Kilo on them pills, he crashed
That had tought me never leave with your stash Lil bro got caught with his lick on camera
I told that boy should've with a mask If I can't teach you a lesson
Then get the f*ck out of my class
It don't really matter how you feelin' It don't really matter how you feelin
Steady tryna find a place, sitting in a heart
That ain't really healin' Young nigga tryna win it
My time comin', I'ma win it We got sticks, something like Valorant
New stick, came from Pakistan Hundred shots out the sprinter van
Load a clip and then we back again Keep a pole on me, Ja Morant
Lil momma imma thug for the ones I love Baby, I'll kill a man
I don't know about your feelings then
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It don't really matter how you feelin' It don't really matter how you feelin
Steady tryna find a place, sitting in a heart
That ain't really healin' Young nigga tryna win it
My time comin', I'ma win it We got sticks, something like Valorant
New stick, came from Pakistan Hundred shots out the sprinter van
Load a clip and then we back again Keep a pole on me, Ja Morant
Lil momma imma thug for the ones I love Baby, I'll kill a man
I don't know about your feelings then Never thought I'd see a day where I fight with my blood
I should've seen that, that come with the flood You turnin' your back when your bro's out the mud
I don't expect nothing less, just understood Life too shady, that nigga was movin' too crazy
They f*cked around, robbed his ass Karma came and put a scar on his ass
I'm about to set the bar on his ass Pushin' that fire, out that agenda, they mad
I don't give a f*ck, it's more than last Remember Kilo on them pills, he crashed
That had tought me never leave with your stash Lil bro got caught with his lick on camera
I told that boy should've with a mask If I can't teach you a lesson
Then get the f*ck out of my class
It don't really matter how you feelin' It don't really matter how you feelin
Steady tryna find a place, sitting in a heart
That ain't really healin' Young nigga tryna win it
My time comin', I'ma win it We got sticks, something like Valorant
New stick, came from Pakistan Hundred shots out the sprinter van
Load a clip and then we back again Keep a pole on me, Ja Morant
Lil momma imma thug for the ones I love Baby, I'll kill a man
I don't know about your feelings then
Steady tryna find a place, sitting in a heart
That ain't really healin' Young nigga tryna win it
My time comin', I'ma win it We got sticks, something like Valorant
New stick, came from Pakistan Hundred shots out the sprinter van
Load a clip and then we back again Keep a pole on me, Ja Morant
Lil momma imma thug for the ones I love Baby, I'll kill a man
I don't know about your feelings then Never thought I'd see a day where I fight with my blood
I should've seen that, that come with the flood You turnin' your back when your bro's out the mud
I don't expect nothing less, just understood Life too shady, that nigga was movin' too crazy
They f*cked around, robbed his ass Karma came and put a scar on his ass
I'm about to set the bar on his ass Pushin' that fire, out that agenda, they mad
I don't give a f*ck, it's more than last Remember Kilo on them pills, he crashed
That had tought me never leave with your stash Lil bro got caught with his lick on camera
I told that boy should've with a mask If I can't teach you a lesson
Then get the f*ck out of my class
It don't really matter how you feelin' It don't really matter how you feelin
Steady tryna find a place, sitting in a heart
That ain't really healin' Young nigga tryna win it
My time comin', I'ma win it We got sticks, something like Valorant
New stick, came from Pakistan Hundred shots out the sprinter van
Load a clip and then we back again Keep a pole on me, Ja Morant
Lil momma imma thug for the ones I love Baby, I'll kill a man
I don't know about your feelings then
Writer: Tyrin Mobley
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