Connor Mclean - How You Feel lyrics

{Hook1:John Tyler} Got a little money How You Feel How You Feel Throw it in your face How you feel How You feel n***a Stole yo girl How you feel How you feel We be making mils Spend it all for the thrills How you feel How you feel How you feel How you feel How you feel How you feel How you feel How you feel We be making mils Spend it all for the thrills How you feel [Verse1:John Tyler] You already know that I'm flexing on em Your man chick left side man I'm awesome And you just hit rock bottom While we got no problems We be popping bottoms How you feel is the motto You waiting on the lotto Cause there's no money in the bank Reason for that sour face Booiiiii I don't really care if your gonna hate Cause its blazing but I'm not complaining n***a Girl you know I'm amazing Graces, Gracious Girl your entertaining Read the pages You got me going for ages We can run the nation I'm just saying we can make it So HOW YOU FEEL [Hook2] [Verse2:LorrrSimbaaa] The rules and regulations I'm blurring out both they faces in every picture we taking; And I'm poppin' off just like bacon; My entire fan base full of Brittany's, Ashley's and Megan's And that one young yellow fellow's a masterpiece inna making I see you's a little nervous; I peep you moving and shaking; Eyes redder then an apple from all the diesel I'm inhaling Every song that n***as make is straight trash before I hop on; I'm leaned up against two cop cars just about as naked as a "Pop-Tart" How you feel? How you feel? How you feel? How you feel?.. [Hook3] [Verse3:DeSean Quavo] All red everything Like im Raphael's cousin Came from the sewers Aiming 4 the top Im tryna make millions Tell master splinter yo We need 2 have a discussion I should be the true leaders Cuz these other n***as is bluffing When it come 2 rappin Im a beast Feed me rappers Or feed me beats Im untaimed I need a leash Im insane I need an asylum But yah the n***as Programed like robots To smoke pot Tryna be spongebob Stove tops causing roadblocks Can't let yah stop My path 2 greatness Intellectual savior Soon 2 be famous Cause im hotter than the devil Heres a ladder Get on my level [Hook4] [Verse5:John Tyler] Its time to get violent Young n***a starting riots You already know I rule the islands I'm taking over like the pirates Of O'9 I'm gonna k** it Tech N9ne, Captain Philip Put the bullet in your brain real quick to quick for vine F them dollar signs I'm gonna shine So I'm feeling myself like big girls on a diet I'm k**ing the plate Bryon Put the shots in you silence You spit that saliva Target acquire k**ing more n***as then Asians that's in China n***as acting like the Messiah Hopefully I end up like Jeremiah I'm practicing so my level will get higher Y'all say yall the god but y'all at the same level as ants My n***a it's C.A.N I'm rocking the brand Ashyboyz you can see it in are hands Hopefully I get more hits than frozen Man I'm broking This poem Showing you my bad moments The code is color coded and my casted in filled with roses So tell me who's still going [Verse6:John Tyler] I lasted longer then Phineas and Ferb summer Pistol in the cabinet I'm letting you know I'm a hunter Got n***as scared like kids when they hear thunder Put the pieces together and know I got the number Things is crazy like the fact that we feel hunger But all of that is nuffen Because I keep it about 100 Doing things like its nothing My n***a I was stunting Put the money for discussing I'm a rapper and I'm bluffing They wanted to hate me when they taught I was nothing Well I guess rapping makes something I'm just like a n***a that lazer flips Past me my pick I stick to guitar but rapping gonna make me rich, rich