This Is How I Feel: uh I ain't here to flex I stand out better than the rest uh Bitch im better than yo ex We don't play fair uh We don't play fair uh Yo bitch sucking on this cock Guess she never wanna stop Ride round in a droptop See my niggas keep the block hot While yo bitch giving me a hotspot Never been so disappointed All these rappers they outdated Never knew how they made it All this time ive been hated Guess I'll never make it This flow got me on the go Yea on the road gotta go All these fakes gotta go I'm bout that money You better know me Before you test me Im trying to be the best me These haters tryna stop me Always gotta keep it lowkey Yea Glock Gotchu Doing Dance Moves Now you know how the Gang moves Representing from the Bay that's all i gotta say Shawty, Sassy Yea She A Baddie Aye Yea Im Classy Fuck being Nasty Make love to Shawty Like She My Only One OooUuu Don't you miss the old days When we had Fun Now we just spoiled Kids Wanting all the Fame That's just a Shame Yea guess we the ones to Blame Parents don't know our Pain Society Fucked Up Our Brain Lyrics Coming From The Brain Yea this is How I Entertain Guess I'm ready for the Rap Game Back On Track Going All Out Attack Don't Text Me When You Ain't Got My Back Yea your Mans Got Real Bands Living Life On The Fast Lane Yea your Mans Going Insane Yea your Mans Got A Plain Jane Smoking On This Mary Jane Got Your Mans Feeling Lame Yea Keep The Beretta When Im Feeling Betta Show Love Ignore Hate