Lyrics How It Feel - Money Man
Bitch
I'm
rockin'
a
chain
like
a
field
nigga
How
da
fuck
you
real
an'
you
squeal
nigga
Roll
det
pressure
up
and
pop
a
seal
nigga
Cum
here
baby
girl
I'm
tryna
build
witcha
Heard
you
getting
money
how
it
feel
nigga
Heard
you
getting
money
how
it
feel
nigga
She
pulled
up
wit
a
real
one
how
it
feel
baby
She
pulled
up
wit
a
real
one
how
it
feel
baby
Heard
you
getting
money
how
it
feel
nigga
I
heard
you
getting
money
how
it
feel
nigga
Bitch
I
rock
a
chain
like
a
field
nigga
How
da
fuck
you
real
an'
you
squeal
nigga
Heard
you
getting
money
how
you
feelin
nigga
I
been
stackin
money
to
the
ceilin
nigga
Had
to
cut
em
off
I
heard
he
squealin
If
they
give
me
life
a
nigga
gon
appeal
it
Money
make
the
world
turn
Money
make
the
world
turn
Got
my
haters
salty
Got
them
niggas
catching
heartburn
I
was
in
the
streets
Just
tryna
show
this
shit
was
hard
earned
Bbs's
in
my
chain
I'm
giving
niggas
sunburn
Riding
with
the
shooters
And
you
know
they
bout
to
murder
sum
He
ain't
bout
that
life
That
luh
nigga
ain't
finna
hurt
nothin'
I
was
in
the
Bando
weighing
over
I
had
to
make
sum
I
rather
catch
a
bullet
before
I
let
a
nigga
take
sum
I
was
selling
pills
on
the
low
I
had
to
shake
sum
Shawty
got
a
ass
bend
it
over
baby
shake
sum
If
she
ain't
a
dime
I'ma
fuck
around
an
make
her
one
Fuck
them
lil
losses
pussy
nigga
I
ain't
taking
one
They
say
them
straps
is
legal
in
New
York
I'm
still
bringin
one
30
kills
wit
me
nigga
I
ain't
just
bring
one
I
be
in
the
gutta
wit
the
hooligan
Shoot
at
chu
reload
an'
then
I
shoot
again
Diamonds
reel
these
bitches
in
Bitch
I
rock
a
chain
like
a
field
nigga
How
da
fuck
you
real
an'
you
squeal
nigga
Roll
det
pressure
up
an'
pop
a
sill
nigga
Cum
here
baby
girl
I'm
tryna
build
witcha
Heard
you
getting
money
how
it
feel
nigga
Heard
you
getting
money
how
it
feel
nigga
She
coolin'
wit
a
real
one
how
it
feel
baby
She
coolin'
wit
a
real
one
how
it
feel
baby
Heard
you
getting
money
how
it
feel
nigga
I
heard
you
getting
money
how
it
feel
nigga
Bitch
I
rock
a
chain
like
a
field
nigga
How
da
fuck
you
real
an'
you
squeal
nigga
Ima
show
these
niggas
where
I
came
from
I
shot
four
niggas
wit
the
same
gun
Feds
came
to
me
I
ain't
say
nun
Ima
fuck
around
an'
have
to
spray
sum
You
dealing
wit
a
real
one
how
it
feel
baby
Shout
out
to
the
streets
Westin'
dale
baby
I
was
on
the
moon
rock
in
Atlanta
an
I'm
still
faded
I
been
gettin
money
now
my
sudden
vision
gated
My
circle
small
so
you
niggas
cannot
penetrate
it
I
know
her
type
she
just
want
a
lil
penetration
Beef
wit
me
we
grab
them
choppas
an
we
invade
it
Knock
you
off
pop
sum
bottles
an
we
celebrate
it
She
just
wanna
take
me
dick
an'
marinate
it
I
grab
sum
gold
An
let
them
diamonds
come
an'
marinate
it
I
was
in
the
jungle
I
was
stuck
inside
a
bubble
We
don't
fight
an
tussle
We
just
grab
them
straps
an'
busem
I
heard
you
snitchin'
yeh
I
heard
you
snitchin'
on
ya
friends
Last
nigga
tried
me
he
was
neva
seen
again
I
left
that
hoe
alone
we
can
neva
be
again
Run
off
wit
a
packin'
you
a
neva
eat
again
Bitch
I
rock
a
chain
like
a
field
nigga
How
da
fuck
you
real
an'
you
squeal
nigga
Roll
det
pressure
up
an
pop
a
sill
nigga
Cum
here
baby
girl
I'm
tryna
build
witcha
Heard
you
getting
money
how
it
feel
nigga
Heard
you
getting
money
how
it
feel
nigga
She
coolin'
wit
a
real
one
how
it
feel
baby
She
coolin'
wit
a
real
one
how
it
feel
baby
Heard
you
gettin
money
how
it
feel
nigga
I
heard
you
gettin
money
how
it
feel
nigga
Bitch
I
rock
a
chain
like
a
field
nigga
How
da
fuck
you
real
an'
you
squeal
nigga
1 How It Feel
2 Passion
3 Tempting
4 Impatient
5 In Style
6 Shame
7 Just Like Me
8 Tryin Me
9 Boss Up
10 Anybody
11 Know It
12 Nothing to Lose
13 Step on It
14 On the Line
15 Out the Mud
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