Back to Top

SMN Tyrique - How I Feel Lyrics



SMN Tyrique - How I Feel Lyrics




Like this how I feel
I can't help I get mad off of nothing
And ready to kill
Go solo on drills
No pills
Spliffy no vegan
Need grabba for chills
Cus I know if I droppem
This bitch nigga floppin
All over the floor
Finna heal me forreal
Let's talk bout the mass
Boy Yall niggas ass
Swear to god I can't stand it
Ion see the appeal
So I call up to Smo
He like Yeo
I'm like ion know
But the Boul gotta go
Niggas think ima hoe
Issa go
Tellem tell that to God
When he see him fasho
They like Rique go slow
Ima try thats lie
Ima die if I cut it too close
Boy these dummies don't get it
I get it
Get put into clinics in minutes
Treat niggas like Joe

Withstand any field
Onna real onna low
Ima go niggas know
Nigga lowkey Lakeith
How you catch me at light
Trynna fight like you nice
And get beat up
All outta ya sneaks
I done got in sum shit
Stood on business
No Dru more than shoes
Wore the shh
And the ski on repeat
Coulda been dropped a record
To show ya I'm pressure
And passed them
But niggas like copying beats
And I got dis luh jawn on my body
She trynna get high
But I'm fried all the time
She don't know that I geek
Then she pulled out the ice
Put tht shit in a vice
Nigga dead
I ain't know she a freak
She like why you alone
Always chillin no homies
Got sum homies
But niggas don't speak
And it's not cus of fallouts
Jus life had us ball out
In different directions
I know they gon T

Like this how I feel
I can't help I get mad off of nothing
And ready to kill
Go solo on drills
No pills
Spliffy no vegan
Need grabba for chills
Cus I know if I droppem
This bitch nigga floppin
All over the floor
Finna heal me forreal
Let's talk bout the mass
Boy Yall niggas ass
Swear to god I can't stand it
Ion see the appeal
So I call up to Smo
He like Yeo
I'm like ion know
But the Boul gotta go
Niggas think ima hoe
Issa go
Tellem tell that to God
When he see him fasho
They like Rique go slow
Ima try thats lie
Ima die if I cut it too close
Boy these dummies don't get it
I get it
Get put into clinics in minutes
Treat niggas like Joe

Like no friends
All of this anger shit
Never gon end
Like Arsy just give me
A spliff and a ten
Nah
Pass a pad and a pen
I'm not really the best at expressing
Expressions you question no question Suppress them again
And I'm not gon suppress this suppressor
Too extra see opps and address
The aggressor go bend
Why he talkin like that death is easy
He don't see
It's livin thats hard as a shot
Got 100 more problems in mind
Couldn't solve them in time
Gon be fine
Still I'm thinking alot
I get caught for the shit that I done
They gon send me to forever
To live in a box
Or the fact I still can't stop the urge
To stop robbing
Or takin they shit
Boy no Swiper The Fox
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

[ Correct these Lyrics ]

We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.


We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.




Like this how I feel
I can't help I get mad off of nothing
And ready to kill
Go solo on drills
No pills
Spliffy no vegan
Need grabba for chills
Cus I know if I droppem
This bitch nigga floppin
All over the floor
Finna heal me forreal
Let's talk bout the mass
Boy Yall niggas ass
Swear to god I can't stand it
Ion see the appeal
So I call up to Smo
He like Yeo
I'm like ion know
But the Boul gotta go
Niggas think ima hoe
Issa go
Tellem tell that to God
When he see him fasho
They like Rique go slow
Ima try thats lie
Ima die if I cut it too close
Boy these dummies don't get it
I get it
Get put into clinics in minutes
Treat niggas like Joe

Withstand any field
Onna real onna low
Ima go niggas know
Nigga lowkey Lakeith
How you catch me at light
Trynna fight like you nice
And get beat up
All outta ya sneaks
I done got in sum shit
Stood on business
No Dru more than shoes
Wore the shh
And the ski on repeat
Coulda been dropped a record
To show ya I'm pressure
And passed them
But niggas like copying beats
And I got dis luh jawn on my body
She trynna get high
But I'm fried all the time
She don't know that I geek
Then she pulled out the ice
Put tht shit in a vice
Nigga dead
I ain't know she a freak
She like why you alone
Always chillin no homies
Got sum homies
But niggas don't speak
And it's not cus of fallouts
Jus life had us ball out
In different directions
I know they gon T

Like this how I feel
I can't help I get mad off of nothing
And ready to kill
Go solo on drills
No pills
Spliffy no vegan
Need grabba for chills
Cus I know if I droppem
This bitch nigga floppin
All over the floor
Finna heal me forreal
Let's talk bout the mass
Boy Yall niggas ass
Swear to god I can't stand it
Ion see the appeal
So I call up to Smo
He like Yeo
I'm like ion know
But the Boul gotta go
Niggas think ima hoe
Issa go
Tellem tell that to God
When he see him fasho
They like Rique go slow
Ima try thats lie
Ima die if I cut it too close
Boy these dummies don't get it
I get it
Get put into clinics in minutes
Treat niggas like Joe

Like no friends
All of this anger shit
Never gon end
Like Arsy just give me
A spliff and a ten
Nah
Pass a pad and a pen
I'm not really the best at expressing
Expressions you question no question Suppress them again
And I'm not gon suppress this suppressor
Too extra see opps and address
The aggressor go bend
Why he talkin like that death is easy
He don't see
It's livin thats hard as a shot
Got 100 more problems in mind
Couldn't solve them in time
Gon be fine
Still I'm thinking alot
I get caught for the shit that I done
They gon send me to forever
To live in a box
Or the fact I still can't stop the urge
To stop robbing
Or takin they shit
Boy no Swiper The Fox
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Tyrique Henderson
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Back to: SMN Tyrique



SMN Tyrique - How I Feel Video
(Show video at the top of the page)


Performed By: SMN Tyrique
Language: English
Length: 2:18
Written by: Tyrique Henderson

Tags:
No tags yet