AZLYRICS: Crooked I – How U Really Feel? Lyrics

“How U Really Feel?”

Week forty something
Ay Dizz, you right on time with this one
Hope y’all enjoyed that Wu-Tang Hulu series shit
(My Brother Dizz Made This)

Yo, tell me how you feel is that really how you feel?
Is that really how you feel huh?
Tell me how you feel
You think these niggas real huh? Think these niggas ill?
Was they really in the field out there grinding for a meal? (No)
Still got the six four on sixteen switches
Ever since the nineties niggas showing out for bitches (Everytime)
Riding in the dump rims thirty seven inches (Skrtt)
Kilo in the trunk that’s that finger lickin’ chicken
Nigga tell me how you feel is that really how you feel huh?
Tell me how you feel is that really how you feel?
You think these niggas ill huh? Think these niggas real?
Was they really in the field out there grinding for a meal? (Hell nah)
Still got the six four on sixteen switches
Ever since the nineties niggas showing out for bitches (Word)
Riding in the dump rims thirty seven inches (Skrtt)
Kilo in the trunk that’s that finger lickin’ chicken

This is how I feel when I say I’m independent
I own stock and Glock now I’m really with the bidness
I’m silly with the penmanship I kill ’em with the lyrics, yea
Niggas think they down one clip’ll lift they spirits
Grinding all night to get the dollars up
Tell me is it possible for me to be tired of insomnia?
COB no hiding from the mafia
Fuck with us I’m finding ya I don’t care a if you go to Yugoslavia
Body ya leave part of your body in Narnia other part of ya in Saudi Arabia good bye to ya
Only got poppin’ ’cause I thought I could escape shit creek
Now I been on yachts since niggas was rocking Nautica
Me and my baby mama ’cause she cold as a blizzard
Every top dog need a queen shout to SZA
Me and King Tech took a trip to see the RZA
He asked me to write some shit for his series ’cause I’m a wizard
Doing interviews for the culture it’s win or lose
This culture has been abused by vultures you niggas choose
Making wack rappers famous some of you causal rap fans are Brainless
Fuck it I’m in the coupe bangin’ ninety tree Snoop
You don’t know how it go though
See a couple informants whenever you post the photo
California culture gang members in a low low
Tongans and Samoans some Filipinos and Cholos
I be rolling dolo
Doing what got me here
If a enemy try to stop me I pop him won’t drop a tear
And I once had beef with a psycho named Michael
Until I put a clip on Mike like a lavalier

Really?
Is it really how you feel? Is it real huh? Tell me how you feel
You think these niggas ill huh? Think these niggas real?
They wasn’t in the field out there grinding for a meal?
Still got the six four on sixteen switches
Ever since the nineties we been showing out for bitches
Riding in the dump rims thirty seven inches
Kilo in the trunk that’s that finger lickin’ chicken
Is that really how you feel?
Huh?











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