Talib - How I Feel Freestyle (2015) lyrics

[Intro: Talib] Son of Sam but Talib who I am doe Yeah, mane just peep the game I'm bout to tell you exactly whats been going on these last few days Yeah, its crazy Yeah, off da head Ha, yeah Off my damn head ya feel me [Verse: Talib] Look, I peeped game a long time ago Wasn't hard to find See I was tryna make it to the top And had to grind A n***a tried to play me cause they saw dat I was shining n***as getting mad when they see yo a** grinding See you getting money So these n***as start to tripping And them n***as start to flipping But them n***as contradictions I dont f** wit half these n***as n***as can get out my face Plus the taste of victory is better than the taste of hate n***as tried set me up n***as tryna wet me up Because I finally made a dollar And I came up from a buck n***as talk a lot of sh** But they ain't bout it They'll get tucked I dont f** wit nun of these n***as These n***as is like the bucks They told me to f**in do it I did it And now its done n***as talk a lot of sh** But then them the main ones to run n***as talk like they the sh** But these n***as ain't really nun When I pull up on they set Them p**y n***as down to run, oh They wanna talk behind my back But never to my face Probably because what I say Is really what I embrace This money all dat I chase I never do chase a hoe So if she don't want me no mo Then dat b**h gotta go Dats how I feel, dats how I feel I'm keeping real n***as be talking sh** But never wanna take the wheel When it come to getting money n***a dats what I enstill If a n***a don't like me Den I don't give a f** how he feel I gotta get it, gotta get it Im so committed To this game dat I invested in When I was tryna get it Flow so lo But I'm tryna come up n***as tryna set me up But they ain't gon run up n***a talkin sh** Like he wit the sh** But he ain't wit da sh** Pull up on dat n***a Ill flip dat n***a like a brick Never trust a n***a Cause these n***as tried to set me up f** all you f** n***as Ill come and wet chu up Hit you wit diss flame I swear its never da same Dey talk a lot of sh** But dey ain't real up in diss game n***as fake as f** Never trust a foe Never trust a hoe You already kno Came from nothin Now I'm finna glo n***as kno I'm about to k** em And dey know ill grind Everybody talk a lot of sh** But dey ain't really wit me Dey ain't gon do it Dey ain't gon get it Money over everything Over b**hes, MOB [Outro: Talib] And dats off the f**in head f** all y'all s** my dick...