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allblack - how i feel lyrics

[intro: p+lo]
th+th+that’s just how i feel
(dtb that sh+t slap)
aye, yeah

[chrous: p+lo & allblack]
aye, ask about me
give the streets up, in the field
i could never give these streets up
keep it on me, got at least one
big bank, tell ya’ little baby keep up (yeah)
that’s just how i feel, that’s just how i feel
that’s just how i feel, that’s just how i feel (yeah)
that’s just how i feel, that’s just how i feel

[verse 1: allblack]
had the limo to the coupe
got that taurus in my lap, and a sword on me too
ridin’ ’round like it’s my last days
only opps, allblack gotta still [?]
[?] label me a lethal weapon, make these n+ggas die
the witness is breathless, perfection
i’m form oakland, born with the drama
kurt cobain in my veins, he alrеady knew nirvana
mixed with shottas, i ain’t the typе to pray when sh+t gettin’ bad
i’m the type to go and beast mode, i show my ass
now they shake, i’ll rearrange a n+gga face
and make the bet before my life, i’ll bullseye your ass
i don’t do splits, don’t do deals
i do not steal, b+tch i k!ll
y’all in that house, i’m in that field
f+ck five o, rip g floyd and [?]
[chrous: p+lo]
aye, ask about me
give the streets up, in the field
i could never give these streets up
keep it on me, got at least one
big bank, tell ya’ little baby keep up
aye, that’s just how i feel, that’s just how i feel
that’s just how i feel, that’s just how i feel
that’s just how i feel, that’s just how i feel

[verse 2: shootergang kony]
put two thousand on a car, don’t worry beat us
so much money i could leave the house, and not turn off the heater
you the type that wanna squabble with your big, but don’t believe in smoke (don’t believe in smoke)
i keep a pole, she anemic, i’ma bleed the hoe
i hit his partner, he turned left, fasholy seen a ghost
all this beef i like it raw, you n+ggas need a roast
hardest n+ggas from this coast, you n+ggas think we sellin’ dope (uh uh)
crackers let us vote just to give our people hope
aye, name one n+gga workin’ for the collars though
throw up [?], make him turn the hydraulics on
[?] tell a spanish hoe geronimo
i keep a [?] i need the mazzi, then i’m out the door
don’t need a pole it, i’m the goat, my baby if it’s manifested
this fn will turn your biggest n+gga anorexic
i’ma blood my texts red on imessage
ain’t even wanna shoot the n+gga, he was in our section (d+mn)
[chrous: p+lo]
aye, ask about me
give the streets up, in the field
i could never give these streets up
keep it on me, got at least one
big bank, tell ya’ little baby keep up
aye, that’s just how i feel, that’s just how i feel
that’s just how i feel, that’s just how i feel
that’s just how i feel, that’s just how i feel

- allblack lyrics

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