[Intro: Jarren Benton]
K-K-Kato on the track bitch

[Verse 1: Jarren Benton]
I have no feelings so bitch you should get outta yours (you should get outta yours)
I drown out my demons I'm too scared to go back on tour (I can't go back on tour)
I spend too much on material shit (on material shit)
Don't wanna die broke in this bitch not a penny to leave to my kids (uh uh)
Forgive me I'm sorry for hurtin your mother (I'm sorry)
My day when I got em you know they're still burning your brother (I gotchu my n***a)
Money and pussy could fuck up a n***a's life (fuck up a n***a's life)
These negative vibes just fucked up a n***a's night
Yeah, I came out from tour, had to sleep in the whip
New lock on the door, I couldn't sleep in the crib
I don't want to split your wig ya bitch
I just wanna see my kids ya bitch
Depression got me skipping gears and shit
Doctor gave me different scripts to get
I don't learn from, I just turn numb, pull up on one (yah)

[Chorus: Ralph Weah]
Real, that's just how I feel (no-ah)
I go hard as steel (hay)
They keep tellin' me to chill
But Ima em' how I
How you feel How you feel
How you feel How you feel
How you feel How you feel
That's just how I feel
How you feel How you feel
How you feel How you feel
How you feel How you feel
That's just how I feel
[Verse 2: Jarren Benton]
Yah, I feel a lot of these rappers are nothin but hype (they nothin but hype)
Ay you crossed the fam and my guys'll gon fuck up your life (they gon fuck up your life)
Yah, my n***as up here they might make you suffer for life (make em suffer for life)
I feed that big dick she did not have her supper tonight (hah)
Yah, more money more n***as with hands out (hands out)
I fall in that bitch that ho fan out (fan out)
I'm different from n***as I stand out (stand out)
Uuh, I feel a lot of these n***as and bitches ain't loyal (they ain't)
I wish my n***a didn't die (damn)
I saw him drip in the soil (drip)
Uhh, I feel like chuckin the deuces at music (fuck it)
The industry shady shit even the priest is a Judas (the priest is a Judas)
You n***as ain't real (they fake)
We know shed bled on the field (shed bled on the field)
I own that house on the hill, blow a couple of mil, give a fuck how you feel (ha)

[Chorus: Ralph Weah]
Real, that's just how I feel (no-ah)
I go hard as steel (hay)
They keep tellin' me to chill
But Ima em' how I
How you feel How you feel
How you feel How you feel
How you feel How you feel
That's just how I feel
How you feel How you feel
How you feel How you feel
How you feel How you feel
That's just how I feel
[Verse 3: Ralph Weah]
How I feel, I am really chasing dollar bills
I ain't really into poppin' pills
Hatin' n***as I forever kill
See me on the TV lookin 3D, I ain't got a deal
Shittin' on em with the feces, drinkin' Fiji then I let it spill (yah)
Bring it back to the basics (woo)
I've been all up in the matrix (woo)
I been seeing new faces (yah)
Tellin' me that I made it (we did it)
But I got em', turned the summer autumn boy Im from the bottom of the basement
Beast mode got the cheat code, n***a I might pull up in a spaceship (woo)
Ay, rap game done changed but I'm still the same do this on the leisure (on the leisure)
Trap king got flames all up in ya brains probably have a seizure (seizure)
Tryna cut like a pizza (ha)
Little n***a I'm a caesar (caesar)
Fuck the world, got another girl; but she like it better when I tease her

[Chorus: Ralph Weah]
Real, that's just how I feel (no-ah)
I go hard as steel (hay)
They keep tellin' me to chill
But Ima em' how I
How you feel How you feel
How you feel How you feel
How you feel How you feel
That's just how I feel
How you feel How you feel
How you feel How you feel
How you feel How you feel
That's just how I feel