You don't know the way I feel
Ay, Ay (You don't) (Way I feel)
You dont, oh you don't
You don't you don't
Bitch I got some racks
I call it loose change
I just came from soho
Got some new shades
Save me up some bread and cop a new place
Levels to shit I'm bout to upgrade
Ay ay
There you go all night on the cell phone
All night on the cell phone
There you go
All night on the cell phone
(There you go)
All night on the cellphone
You don't feel the way I do
(You don't know then I'm leavin)
You don't feel the way I do
(You don't know the Im leavin)
They like Weez where you been why you styling
Don't know been time been absent
Foreign women got me speaking with an accent
On a plane different lane
Different bag yeah
In Miami with a mami I don't f*ck with chapis' and if they say they pulling up don't let em through the lobby
I'm in Miami with a mami I don't f*ck with chapis' and if they say they pulling up don't let em through the lobby
I remember when the only paper that was stacking up were the bills
From the garden to the palm trees
Flying private to the hills
Personal
We take it personal personal
Man that shit just gave me chills
Let me tell you how it feel
I was out there in the field
Let me tell you how it feel
Where was you when I called your phone
I ain't even hear a ring
But you want a wedding ring
Girl you think I'm moving so slow like when I mix it with the lean, but you on everything
There you go all night on the cell phone
All night on the cell phone
There you go
All night on the cell phone
(There you go)
All night on the cellphone
You don't feel the way I do
You don't know then I'm leavin
You don't feel the way I do
You don't know the Im leavin