The Jacka - I Know How It Feel lyrics

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The Jacka - I Know How It Feel lyrics

[Hook: Lil Rue] To all my n***as in the trap house cookin' Cookin' up in the kitchen Tryna make a mill off a quarter chicken I know how it feel, I know how it feel I know how it feel, I know how it feel Forreal though Now your baby momma trippin over these other b**hes Tell her sit back and just listen I know how it feel, I know how it feel I know how it feel, I know how it feel Forreal though [Verse 1: A-One] I dropped my work off then i picked up my other b**h I dropped my work off then i picked up my other b**h Me n Rue gettin' money all in da doe I doubled back on n***as just to let em know Ill melt a n***a top just for 20 bands (?) [Hook] [Verse 2: Lil Rue] I remember takin' losses thought I couldn't get back from That 30 pack of loud didn't make it to Akron Lost my last hoe now I'm like f** it I'm back into the trap pushin' packs up out my bucket Forreal this rap sh** dont pay my bills Talk to all my n***as out there I know how you feel This street sh** ill, you know that it's real When the closest n***a to you be the first one to squeal That ain't 100 I thought that we were solid I woulda took that case for you Woulda slid through the spot and drawn shots to their face for you Thats just some fake n***a traits for you n***as vow to be loyal, get cake and straight shake on you [Verse 3: The Jacka] All my lil n***as is sick they ain't scared to fire Me I'm ridin' around with 20 bricks in a spare tire We outlaws, 300 outdoors up in Ukiah Ain't sh** cool about dope one day you'll be a lifer Pops boiled rocks to moms and f**ed the family's life up Had to push cane for my brothers to put paint on my Cutla** Had plans till I said the workin' man's a s**a Could never take nothin' back the struggle made me tougher (?) Discovered Islam then I saved my mother We go everywhere we dream but we won't get younger Now we rap stars but we came from shavin' onions Its Lil Rue & AOne they names is buzzin' Disrespect Joe you die next time we run in The whole album straight thuggin' got your girlfriend buggin' Gettin ready for the k** got the whole world clutchin' They released the Hus from jail now the whole world love it