how it feel

I know how it feel, when the world fall in your hand I know how it feel, when you keep fuckin' up your brand If you tryna drill, nigga keep your gloves and mask You hop in this field, better turn some to a pack You hop off the porch man it ain't no turning back The streets have no remorse, and definitely not for a rat Coolin kits on all the sticks, this shit might burn my hand I bait the bitch, the boy come out the spot and get the spraying I ain't dissin', I'ma all on your block like where you at Nigga ain't no missin', ever hit your curb, someone get stretched Nigga actin' hard, I call my dawgs and make em fetch He got Nike ski, and Nike gloves, tryna put some shit to bed Demons in my voice, I'm tryna get them out my head I come from the north, like if it's war, we make em shred I don't need no gang, Im really hard, without my mans Hop out with my flame, I won't leave until he dead I know how it feel, when the world fall in your hand I know how it feel, when you keep fuckin' up your brand If you tryna drill niggas your gloves and mask You hop in this field, better turn some to a pack I know how it feel, when the world fall in your hand I know how it feel, when you keep fuckin' up your brand If you tryna drip, nigga keep your gloves and mask You hop in this field, better turn some to a pack