Hooked On The Feel Lyrics - Singles - Novi Novak

I watch for the devil, that's literally damn true 

Until he gotchu aint no tellin what he can do 

n I'm a turkey but bitch I go Ham too 

Thats why the flow raw like McMahon n the damn crew 

Ay time tickin, slowly droppin sand through 

They tryin stick a mother fucker, CAMP FOOD 

So I just clean off the top with no shampoo 

And just thank God for anything he can do 

Dont lettm do it to ya, dont lettm carry you 

N let the haters dig, But never bury you 

N if they actin new, its cuz its very true 

Real Friends are like trustable bitches, VERY FEW! 

Its so real any realer you could touch it 

Wanna have a conversation lets bust it 

You can talk about Money, Life, Bitches, Cars and whats next 

And if you talked about me you never changed subjects 

CHORUS 

Iiiiiiim Hooked on the feel just take a look at me this is whatcha call real/ 

What Up, What Up, What up, What up 

Iiiiiiii Got it on lock just take a look at me this is never go stop/ 

What up, What up, What up, What up 

These mother fuckers wanna make me a meal, But please 

Take me for, anything but stupid! 

Stupid mother fuckers wanna Play me wrong 

Wanna, Hate on me first then replay each song 

Yall so down on yaself that ya faith be gone 

Im so tired of these rappers bout to make me yawn 

Muh fucka Im like Jay meets Sean 

Meets Eminem and Yall can check that like when King meets pawn/ 

Yall aint never did nothin tuh have Cops Pursue 

You aint never watch the cops while the cops watch you/ 

Back when court FEES cost ME like straight up two 

Just paid the light bill rather of got me shoes 

Two years from now, Ill forget what hungry meant 

Wont be countin how much is left AFTER I SPENT! 

But its nothin tuh me when I got yall riled up 

N Im crashin them bitches like a 30 car pile up 

GOTTM 

You want that real talk shit? Here it is where it move 

Felonies got me feelin like Im destined tuh lose 

Man ya legs couldn't take half a day in mines dude 

You'd go back to your life thankin God for ya shoes 

Like DAMN Howd he win? 

Ill tell ya like Ima tell these mother fuckers all when I do it again! 

I been in the lab for weeks NO SLEEP 

I been through, literally like 10,000 beats 

While yall was on them games typin in them cheats 

Spendin so much time tryin tuh get in them cheeks 

I was here writin bars then i wrotem again 

Thinkin damn, look where I coulda been cuz i been 

Bang Banged UP Been Stabbed 40 plus fights 

Banned from properties don't look at me wrong type 

Suspensions, Detentions, truency slips 

Im the same mother fucker I aint never changed shit cuz 

IIIIIIIIIIIII'M Hooked on the feel just take a good look this is what you call real 

What up! What up, What up, What up!