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Baulm. - How You Feelin' Lyrics



Baulm. - How You Feelin' Lyrics




Yeah
Tell me how you feelin'
Aye
Is you turnt is you high is you all about your bidness
Uh
I don't know bout you but my money going up
We getting millies by the minute
Yeah
Ask me how im living ask me how im feelin'
I aint tripping bout shit muthaf*cka
Ask me how im feelin' ask me how im feelin'

I aint tripping bout shit
F*ck it man i go
I do my own thing and ima stay lit
Tell me how you feel
Tell me how you feel

I gotta stay focused
Phone screen broken
Shorty love flowers
I aint talking red roses
I'm just tryna f*ck
I'm not tryna make love
I don't wanna do you bogus

We can smoke one
We can smoke two
Matter fact smoke three
Is a blunt full of tree
Gotta trunk full of cash and a bitch with a ass
And she died her hair pink
Yeah i kinda like that

I don't know her like that she know i keep it real g
Went though a hundred beats
Killed em all had a feast
Ask me how i'm feeling
Yeah i'm feeling real eased
I aint trippin bout none ima get the job done
Man i barely get sleep

Tell me how you feelin'
Aye
Is you turnt is you high is you all about your bidness
Uh
I don't know bout you but my money going up
We getting millies by the minute
Yeah
Ask me how im living ask me how im feelin'
I aint tripping bout shit muthaf*cka
Ask me how im feelin' ask me how im feelin'

I aint tripping bout shit
F*ck it man i go
I do my own thing and ima stay lit
Tell me how you feel
Tell me how you feel

I get my own paper
F*ck a hand out
Sorry i don't do favors
Need to play it safe
When im on the court
I be spitting mad game
You aint really bout it we dont do the same thing

Only come out when its cold
Got used to being broke
That was way back when
They aint wanna book shows
Had to do it on my own
Built my own roads
Made my own dollars
Now i got a bank roll roll roll roll
Now i got a bank roll roll roll roll

Tell me how you feelin'
Aye
Is you turnt is you high is you all about your bidness
Uh
I don't know bout you but my money going up
We getting millies by the minute
Yeah
Ask me how im living ask me how im feelin'
I aint tripping bout shit muthaf*cka
Ask me how im feelin' ask me how im feelin'

I aint tripping bout shit
F*ck it man i go
I do my own thing and ima stay lit
Tell me how you feel
Tell me how you feel
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Yeah
Tell me how you feelin'
Aye
Is you turnt is you high is you all about your bidness
Uh
I don't know bout you but my money going up
We getting millies by the minute
Yeah
Ask me how im living ask me how im feelin'
I aint tripping bout shit muthaf*cka
Ask me how im feelin' ask me how im feelin'

I aint tripping bout shit
F*ck it man i go
I do my own thing and ima stay lit
Tell me how you feel
Tell me how you feel

I gotta stay focused
Phone screen broken
Shorty love flowers
I aint talking red roses
I'm just tryna f*ck
I'm not tryna make love
I don't wanna do you bogus

We can smoke one
We can smoke two
Matter fact smoke three
Is a blunt full of tree
Gotta trunk full of cash and a bitch with a ass
And she died her hair pink
Yeah i kinda like that

I don't know her like that she know i keep it real g
Went though a hundred beats
Killed em all had a feast
Ask me how i'm feeling
Yeah i'm feeling real eased
I aint trippin bout none ima get the job done
Man i barely get sleep

Tell me how you feelin'
Aye
Is you turnt is you high is you all about your bidness
Uh
I don't know bout you but my money going up
We getting millies by the minute
Yeah
Ask me how im living ask me how im feelin'
I aint tripping bout shit muthaf*cka
Ask me how im feelin' ask me how im feelin'

I aint tripping bout shit
F*ck it man i go
I do my own thing and ima stay lit
Tell me how you feel
Tell me how you feel

I get my own paper
F*ck a hand out
Sorry i don't do favors
Need to play it safe
When im on the court
I be spitting mad game
You aint really bout it we dont do the same thing

Only come out when its cold
Got used to being broke
That was way back when
They aint wanna book shows
Had to do it on my own
Built my own roads
Made my own dollars
Now i got a bank roll roll roll roll
Now i got a bank roll roll roll roll

Tell me how you feelin'
Aye
Is you turnt is you high is you all about your bidness
Uh
I don't know bout you but my money going up
We getting millies by the minute
Yeah
Ask me how im living ask me how im feelin'
I aint tripping bout shit muthaf*cka
Ask me how im feelin' ask me how im feelin'

I aint tripping bout shit
F*ck it man i go
I do my own thing and ima stay lit
Tell me how you feel
Tell me how you feel
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Writer: Yüng Dolo
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Performed By: Baulm.
Length: 3:04
Written by: Yüng Dolo

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