ฟังเพลงHow It Feel

Song: How It Feel

Artist: LPB Poody

Man this shit sounds like some congratulations type shit like I done made it

You know what I'm saying

You know what they say

Sky is the limit

Tryna put one of you niggas in it

For real, see me up there

Ay look

Round of applause even doe I

Ain't complete (come on)

Rip my dawgs I lost some niggas

To the streets (I swear)

I might just risk it all and I won't

Settle for defeat (uh uh )

Sorry if I missed ya call now leave

A message at the beep

I told the bros get to the round table

So we can eat (come on)

Group full of thieves only a few gone

Take a seat (yea)

I've been running to them mills got me feeling

Like I'm meek

Pick a raw bitch off the gram and I'ma

Treat her like a freak (come on)

Actions louder than words you know me

I barely speak (nope)

How I'm pronouncing these words the way

I do it so unique

Make dem boys bend ya curb and they'll do that shit for cheap

Like it ain't hard to touch a nigga you ain't never out of reach (at all)

Press play and they gone spin for

Me DVD (come on)

Use to be eating off the government

EBT (what)

Now they finessing off of cash loans

PPP (yeah)

You can Look me up on iPhone to See

It's me

Like Do you know how it feel just to make

Yo mama proud

She call me her baby but I ain't her

Only child (uh uh)

We was hardheaded reckless ass jits

Running wild (swear)

Cant believe I made it out it's been

Forever since I smiled (come on)

My niggas in the sky rooting for me

Looking down (what)

Corona virus my name been spreading

All through the town (glou)

Did it by myself no ion never need

A crowd

If I was into drugs we smoking oops

By the pound (look)

Now tell me how that sound

Now tell me how it feel (ay what we doing)

We keep swinging round and round (come on)

He gone shoot I got the wheel (ay)

That's just being real (what)

A big shoutout to my shooter

He shoot from the wing ain't talking hooters (come on)

Don't give a fucc about the past baby I'm the future

Go type my name up I bet I'm all over computers (come on)

And that's just from the heart you know what I'm saying

Everything I speak on how I feel

Everything I speak on be for real

Like I seen it

But I ain't even there yet

Right there in front of me

Got shit up to a thousand so fast (I'm on the way)

(Come on man) Ain't even gotta clap for me at the end either

I'm tired of playing with you niggas

Cause you wasn't there before (too far gone)

I'm on a whole different level

Better catch up, no mustard