How It Feel Lyrics - Lil Lody

They got me fucked up yeah that's on the real 

That's why I stay hustling like a treadmill 

Rap niggas move real niggas lean 

How the fuck you think I weigh ya girl then 

Dropped the whole thang on the crib nigga 

I'm turnt up look at how I live nigga 

Trappin' ain't a hobby it's a skill nigga 

Bad bitches on me what it is nigga 

How it feel to be a real nigga (x4) 

Woke up this morning up the 26th floor 

Parlez vous francais to my French ho 

Got that yoppa by the bed nigga french toast 

Black Phantom out front nigga space ghost 

Word on the street you looking for 4 and a heezy 

Just pull up in the projects and ask em' for Jeezy 

Hatin' ass niggas them the ones I hate the most 

Feds tried to get him but they never came close 

Got the heads up nigga I never came home 

Straight to boost mobile yeah you know I change phones 

Ever seen him do his thing, he amazing 

Young a beast in the kitchen they need to cage him 

Dropped the whole thang on the crib nigga 

I'm turnt up look at how I live nigga 

Trappin' ain't a hobby it's a skill nigga 

Bad bitches on me what it is nigga 

How it feel to be a real nigga (x4) 

Two lambs the same color I just call em' twins 

Back at home I'm gone buy that boy a Benz 

Got the water in the yola now I'm in the mist 

Gon do what it do and them some dirty bricks 

It's a dirty world, but my car clean 

Pull up in them matching Chargers, we the car team 

Now it's shrimp and lobster, like we in the mall 

Last suit I had, gave that boy a job 

30 niggas with me looking like they finna' rob 

Don't make me grab that black steel, my black card 

And it's mine too nigga, it got my name on it 

Knowing that niggas probably got some cain on em 

What that hood nigga doing with them white folks 

Tell block blow they think I'm telling white jokes 

They was pocket watching on the front porch bitch 

And you know they watching know I made the Forbes list 

Dropped the whole thang on the crib nigga 

I'm turnt up look at how I live nigga 

Trappin' ain't a hobby it's a skill nigga 

Bad bitches on me what it is nigga 

How it feel to be a real nigga (x4) 

Real nigga made it out, how you feel nigga 

Knowing damn well these niggas want you killed nigga 

See the hating niggas, they just want to see you dead 

And all the bad bitches they just want to give you head 

Keep ya head bitch, cause right now I'm chasing bread 

Cuzzo did a dime for same thing since I was chasing fed 

I done took this trapping shit all across the globe 

Same nigga shopped at South Dekalb on Candler Road 

Mad cause you still free to act in Niketown 

Pot called the kettle black, now ain't these niggas cold 

And I'm still here so what the deal nigga 

Five albums in and I'm still a real nigga 

Dropped the whole thang on the crib nigga 

I'm turnt up look at how I live nigga 

Trappin' ain't a hobby it's a skill nigga 

Bad bitches on me what it is nigga 

How it feel to be a real nigga (x4) 

Aye Snow, What they gone do wit us 

Huh, Turn Up! (x2)