How It Feel

(Huh) Say, how you feelin'? Nigga say he from the streets, I could bet a three that boy ain't killin' Know we some villains Nigga take off from that far, I'ma take off with him How y'all some killers? But your bro had went out sad, got killed on Christmas Say I just rap, but I still wrap 'em up, I'm known for smokin' niggas You see Lil Spaz, you better clap, 'cause I run up these roads, nigga You caught a opp and froze, lil' nigga You was supposed to smoke the nigga Yeah, I'm a little fucked up in the head, I'll smoke an opp and post the nigga I'm the king reap, just need my throne Known for gettin' fuck niggas gone Old boy came playin' on that block, we'll pop his top and send him home Don't try to come through Howard Drive, lil' pussy bitch, that's just a list That nigga had just got out the pen', tryna come big, gave him a blitz Playin' tough, we had to stretch, burner run shit down in Sketchers Makin' posts, tryna meet your bro, we get you smoked, now you met up They want me smoked, niggas know I'ma let this switchy blow, wherever Walk in the mall, finna risk it all, I got this Glock tucked in my sweater If your bro fall, will you catch him? I'm talkin' 'bout puttin' some on the dresser The ARPs ain't nothin' like that Drac', but I bet it'll still undress her Bitch, I came in this world a stepper and I'ma leave the same way I still got brothers in the pen', I can only see through home way We smokin' shit with no trace, headshot, blown face Before I be dead in the ground, I take that time with closed gates And I can get our mobs gone, twist my finger, wit' a snap Lil' bro got hit all in his dome, now he gone, head towel They Lil Spaz ain't really wit' it, all that nigga do is rap If you believe that, boy, you silly, that four O makes him take a nap