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how i feel - mpr tito lyrics

[chorus: rich-ss bran]
remember, they riding on martin
no key, when i push, it start it
blue hundreds, yeah b-tch, we got them
i had to find my p-ssy, n-gg-, we solve them
zone 6 [?]
everything i do involved me a profit
and your main b-tch mouth on the toppy
mpr, yg, i swear that we solid
yeah, and i’ma tell you how i really feel
i’m staying down till i get me a mil
you the captain? boy, you know that ain’t real
popping xans, so a young n-gg- chill
talking nothing, but better come up with a deal
been my dog? n-gg-, keep that sh-t real
sipping purple percs straight out the seal

[verse 1: rich-ss bran]
i gave you a hundred, what the f-ck do you mean?
good [?], bet you can’t find no seed
blowing sh-t up, call me richard [?]
n-gg-s lying, yeah, they say they get money
making plays and put a light through the hundred
lowkey so the police don’t know it
raw paper or organic, i’ll smoke it
mama told me don’t be no broke hustler
what they be doing come back with some money
watch my back, staying away from crime-stopping
i’m [?] n-gg-s ’cause i [?]
f-ck these b-tches, set you up and they off you
plotting on you, you’ve been doing too much talking
all black, b-tch, i’m thinking ’bout robbing
balenciaga seal clear on the wrapper
i [?] stop it
you was counting [?] pocket
mpr, yg, i swear that we solid
hold up, wood extended clip hold a hundred
percocet got me feeling nauseous
whole team full of self-made bucking
you cannot stop, we ain’t taking no losses
pack gone, we ain’t doing no thumping
undercover outside, we still gonna dump them
matter of fact, i see my young n-gg-s serving
doing the dash, [?], no flinching
ain’t about money? end of discussion
secure the bag, i’m a fiend for the money
i wake up everyday, i’m always working
got to make sure my pockets ain’t hurting
why you be flexing like that?
b-tch, i ain’t do it on purpose

[verse 2: mpr t-to & rich-ss bran]
i remember on that 1’5
made a quick twelve like dumping pies
that next jugg i hit, i’m going nuts
so i just [?]
bought my b-tch a new whip ’cause i need somebody with legit to drive
i pour up a four just to stay alive
tom ford on my face, make me think i’m blind
free all my [?] that’s doing time
i bought a new rollie, don’t even know the time
ran off on the plug, ain’t caused a crime
i’ll f-ck with the plug ’cause the b-tch is fine
i ain’t f-cking with your n-gg-s, you ain’t one of my kind
shout out to my n-gg-s selling nicks and dimes
back then, my n-gg- put one in your spine
better yet, f-ck that, put one in your mind

[outro: mpr t-to]
yeah, rich-ss brandon, man, we did it, man
y’all know what i mean?
keep your feet on these hating -ss throats, man
f-ck these n-gg-s, man
mony powr rspt, man
hoodrich [?], man
woop sh-t, shoot sh-t, yeah

- mpr tito lyrics

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