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jarren benton - how i feel lyrics

[intro: jarren benton]
k-k-kato on the track b-tch

[verse 1: jarren benton]
i have no feelings so b-tch you should get outta yours (you should get outta yours)
i drown out my demons i’m too scared to go back on tour (i can’t go back on tour)
i spend too much on material sh-t (on material sh-t)
don’t wanna die broke in this b-tch not a penny to leave to my kids (uh uh)
forgive me i’m sorry for hurtin your mother (i’m sorry)
my day when i got em you know they’re still burning your brother (i gotchu my n-gga)
money and p-ssy could f-ck up a n-gga’s life (f-ck up a n-gga’s life)
these negative vibes just f-cked up a n-gga’s night
yeah, i came out from tour, had to sleep in the whip
new lock on the door, i couldn’t sleep in the crib
i don’t want to split your wig ya b-tch
i just wanna see my kids ya b-tch
depression got me skipping gears and sh-t
doctor gave me different scripts to get
i don’t learn from, i just turn numb, pull up on one (yah)

[chorus: ralph weah]
real, that’s just how i feel (no-ah)
i go hard as steel (hay)
they keep tellin’ me to chill
but ima em’ how i
how you feel how you feel
how you feel how you feel
how you feel how you feel
that’s just how i feel
how you feel how you feel
how you feel how you feel
how you feel how you feel
that’s just how i feel

[verse 2: jarren benton]
yah, i feel a lot of these rappers are nothin but hype (they nothin but hype)
ay you crossed the fam and my guys’ll gon f-ck up your life (they gon f-ck up your life)
yah, my n-ggas up here they might make you suffer for life (make em suffer for life)
i feed that big d-ck she did not have her supper tonight (hah)
yah, more money more n-ggas with hands out (hands out)
i fall in that b-tch that ho fan out (fan out)
i’m different from n-ggas i stand out (stand out)
uuh, i feel a lot of these n-ggas and b-tches ain’t loyal (they ain’t)
i wish my n-gga didn’t die (d-mn)
i saw him drip in the soil (drip)
uhh, i feel like chuckin the deuces at music (f-ck it)
the industry shady sh-t even the priest is a judas (the priest is a judas)
you n-ggas ain’t real (they fake)
we know shed bled on the field (shed bled on the field)
i own that house on the hill, blow a couple of mil, give a f-ck how you feel (ha)

[verse 3: ralph weah]
how i feel, i am really chasing dollar bills
i ain’t really into poppin’ pills
hatin’ n-ggas i forever k!ll
see me on the tv lookin 3d, i ain’t got a deal
sh-ttin’ on em with the feces, drinkin’ fiji then i let it spill (yah)
bring it back to the basics (woo)
i’ve been all up in the matrix (woo)
i been seeing new faces (yah)
tellin’ me that i made it (we did it)
but i got em’, turned the summer autumn boy im from the bottom of the bas-m-nt
beast mode got the cheat code, n-gga i might pull up in a sp-ceship (woo)
ay, rap game done changed but i’m still the same do this on the leisure (on the leisure)
trap king got flames all up in ya brains probably have a seizure (seizure)
tryna cut like a pizza (ha)
little n-gga i’m a caesar (caesar)
f-ck the world, got another girl; but she like it better when i tease her

- jarren benton lyrics

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