Phony Ppl – what it feels like. Lyrics

what it feels like. Lyrics – Phony Ppl (feat. The Soul Rebels)

Yeah man I got a high ass voice but fuck it
Man I don’t even need the words baby we in here, from the heart
All broke niggas unite, we gotta fix this

The only time I been on 5th ave
Was walking by on foot, couldn’t afford me a cab
Umbrella flipping inside out I’m wet and I’m mad
But with my bank account flooded I could cop me a rav
And put some spinners on it just to say that I did that
Nah seriously, we could fuck the business at last
To my fans see you ain’t gotta hit the strip and hustler bags
Riskin a ball not carin at all
Before most of us get it we end up at the morgue
Patience and persistence equals prophet to me
And if you think outside the box there’s many options to see
But not a lot of people got it without cockin the heat
I heard it comes with problems but I’ll try it at least
And pray that that experience be d-d-different for me
Cause I’ll be savin more than I’ll be (uh) spendin on g
But I will have to drop a bit of [?]
Make sure my mama good and that my pops, pops is chilling
Yeah, explaining to them that window shopping is obsolete
I major flipped the script and now money grows on trees
So anything they wanted in this world they could keep

I wonder what it feels like
To have a million dollars
I wonder what it feels like
To be a fuckin baller
I wonder what it feels like
To have a million dollars (I wonder)
I wonder what it feels like
To be a fuckin baller
I wonder more than I can spend
More than I can mend
(In my dreams) more than I can spend
More than I can mend

Oh, imagine the hood finding out
You sitting on a zillion inside your house
Everybody leeching and dining out, yes
Even though you love the block it could be time to bounce
Strangers acting like they really friends to you
But all they really there to d-d-do is spend your loot
People’s positions in your life beco-come questionable
All the loves in your life expendable
It depends on how great they can act I swear
Even family could get funny when there’s racks in the air
And the invisible lovers turn to passionate peers
Baby more than hitting the club with the tab to get clear
I be conflicted to tell the difference of who been sincere
From who been schemin with a motive tryna use me for rent
Probably gotta work twice as hard just to keep what I get
But with my day ones close to me, ah you bitch

I wonder what it feels like
To have a million dollars
I wonder what it feels like
To be a fuckin baller
I wonder what it feels like
To have a million dollars (I wonder)
I wonder what it feels like
To be a fuckin baller
I wonder more than I can spend
More than I can mend
(In my dreams) more than I can spend
More than I can mend