[Lyric] How I Feel (BapeCJ)

[Intro]
Sometimes I wonder what it's like and how it feels to win (I wonder)
I tell my niggas get this money to the fucking end
My bro down if he ask Imma throw him ten
Always take the team where I go, all my niggas win (Always)
It's crazy niggas really said that I couldn't rap
Now I'm doing shows in places I can't even map (I can't map)
All these niggas speaking on me all I hear is cap (That's all I hear)
You ain't never been down before and had to turn to rap (Never)
My Momma told me "keep going and son be patient"
Cause when that money start coming niggas start hating
I know its true and I hate it but I still face it (Yup)
Niggas be your friend in your comments with them fake pages
Yeah
And bitches lying they ain't got your back (They don't)
Say they the best and do the worst stab you in the back (Damn)
And its cool "what's a name" she ain't coming back (She not)
Listen to this shit again nigga this ain't normal rap (It ain't)

[Verse 1]
Yeah
And the streets cold
Niggas dying every day they ain't getting old (They ain't getting)
And let it be told
Thats the reason all my niggas really keep pole (For real)
All this pain in me I can never trust a freak hoe (I can't)
I been snaked way too many times so I stay low (So I stay low)
All my brothers they gone ball with me like I'm Lonzo (Yeah)
And I got it tatted on me this shit that I live for (I live for it)
But really Imma keep stacking blues till I get old
All these niggas changed for fame like I ain't peep though (They changed on me)
Yeah
Like I ain't peep (Yup)
Bitch I'm chasing money and these niggas can't compete (They can't)
Got it out the mud man this shit ain't come free
I been grinding all day will I make it we'll see (We'll see)
Everything I get I got to keep it low-key
And for a feat. you ain't gang then I'm taxing its a fee (Yeah I'm taxing)
But I'm tryna glow up, bitch blow up (Yup)
I don't really drink but tonight we gone pour up
When I bring up money these bitches they want to show up (They coming out)
Man and lately I been stressed I might just pour a four up (I just might)
Let's make a toast
To all the nights when I was broke
I ain't going back now thats when they took me as a joke (I ain't going back)
Imma keep going hard for my people I'm the goat (Yup)
And we gone keep stacking blues we ain't going back broke (Never)
Man this life shit kinda hard I been stressing
Making money off the music man I swear this shit a blessing (This shit a blessing)
And lord forgive me all them losses they was lessons
I been sinning everyday I think I need to see a reverend (I need to see him)
And I been low-key everybody say I'm fake (Low-key)
Them be same ones calling asking for some pape
You can see me in the booth I be rapping everyday (Everyday)
And I'm committed to this shit I can never take a break (Never)
[Verse 2]
Chasing chicken ain't no limit (It ain't)
Been stacking on the low I been saving more than spending (Low-key)
When you die niggas with you they ain't with you when you living (Yup)
And they hands poking out when they see a nigga winning
When I hit the stage people calling me the goat (I'm the goat)
Ain't no nigga stopping me, cause I'm always on the go (Never)
When I was down back then them niggas took as a joke
Now up making pape please don't call my phone no more (Don't call me)
Yeah
Yeah