Lyrics How I Feel - HoodRich Pablo Juan

How I Feel

Damn, Spiff AND Nard & B?
How you feel?
Pablo Juan in this motherfucker, nigga
You know the business, man, fuck it
Trapping in the projects still
Trying to see a mil before the deal
Shit get real, gotta keep the steel
I got the juice, I ain’t going out like Steele
Trap out the back where the roaches live
Candler Road dope hole, king of the hill
I’m hitting your face when I aim for your ribs
Fuck you, pussy nigga, that’s how I feel
That’s how I feel, that’s how I feel
Most of these niggas, they really ain’t real
That’s how I feel, that’s how I feel
Fuck a deal, trapping made a quarter mil
That’s how I feel, that’s how I feel
Ain’t giving no deal, that’s just how I feel
That’s how I feel, that’s how I feel
That’s how I feel, that’s how I feel
That’s how I feel
Pussy ass nigga ain’t real
AP, steel real
Still got the steel, run up, get killed
Better be careful when you go down the hill
Running your mouth and we come where you live
Hundred bags touched down, football field
I swing my door and work my wrist like a windmill
Young nigga used to have to steal
Now I’m the plug, I’m having deals
I just bought my bitch some Chanel heels
but don’t know what bales is
Trap in rental, pull up in different whips
Skinnys fit me right, fuck how you feel
Hit a lick, that’s a label deal
Three houses, guess who my neighbors is
Everybody got a Rollie, that’s how you feel?
I jumped in my V12 motor and peeled
I’m drinking lean when I throw back my pills
What the money, plugs, and guns is?
Real nigga, we don’t know what fun is
I’m the plug and the middle one, tons in
They let me in the club with my guns in
All that Tweeting, watch how we respond, then
Trapping in the projects still
Trying to see a mil before the deal
Shit get real, gotta keep the steel
I got the juice, I ain’t going out like Steele
Trap out the back where the roaches live
Candler Road dope hole, king of the hill
I’m hitting your face when I aim for your ribs
Fuck you, pussy nigga, that’s how I feel
That’s how I feel, that’s how I feel
Most of these niggas, they really ain’t real
That’s how I feel, that’s how I feel
Fuck a deal, trapping made a quarter mil
That’s how I feel, that’s how I feel
Ain’t giving no deal, that’s just how I feel
That’s how I feel, that’s how I feel
That’s how I feel, that’s how I feel
A nigga just booked me for 36 ounces
I fuck on your bitch when I’m through counting
Cars cost too much, ain’t doing no mileage
On my money machine shit, nigga, I’m through counting
I feel like these niggas ain’t 'bout it
Fuck it, buy me a new Audi
If I ain’t got it, then it’s
When I whip it myself, got the door crowded
Jumped off the boat, go straight to the palace
Six bags and they from Cali
ten different
Money junkie, I’m a blue face addict
I think I’ma wrap it, I like the cash
The shoes on my feet, they handmade in Paris
They hand me the cookie and lean when I’m laying
I know you pussy niggas know you can’t stand me
Damn sure can’t stop me
I put too much dope in the apartments
You got some little money, got cocky
What, you acting like me?
You a copy
Real street nigga, you not me
Got a hit, I run it up, feel like I’m Rocky
Capping three off of the bricks of the molly
shopping, spending twenty off profit
Trapping in the projects still
Trying to see a mil before the deal
Shit get real, gotta keep the steel
I got the juice, I ain’t going out like Steele
Trap out the back where the roaches live
Candler Road dope hole, king of the hill
I’m hitting your face when I aim for your ribs
Fuck you, pussy nigga, that’s how I feel
That’s how I feel, that’s how I feel
Most of these niggas, they really ain’t real
That’s how I feel, that’s how I feel
Fuck a deal, trapping made a quarter mil
That’s how I feel, that’s how I feel
Ain’t giving no deal, that’s just how I feel
That’s how I feel, that’s how I feel
That’s how I feel, that’s how I feel