How It Feel - Lil Lody, DJ Grady, Dj Iceberg

Lody, Turn Up Nigga

Oh you know what’s gone happen when this shit drop in the club

You see the look on niggas faces right now nigga

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

Verse 3: Young Jeezy

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

Aye Snow, What they gone do wit us

Huh, Turn Up!

(x2)