Feel Where I’m Coming From lyrics

[Intro: Soulja Mook]
Yea, Soulja
I got my boy Pouya in the building
Feel where I'm coming from
Feel where I'm coming from
Feel where I'm coming from

[Verse 1: Soulja Mook]
I'm shaking you n*ggas, I'm breaking you n*ggas
I'm setting these streets on fire
Came up a long way since Soulja on the first plate
I razzle, I dazzle, in front of these b*tches
Never been worried 'bout stacking my riches
Snitches get stitches or end up in ditches
I don't give a f*ck, I'm still bending b*tches
Sipping on Henny till I'm getting dizzy
Always at work, so never too busy
Soulja status b*tch, like No Limit in this sh*t
I was raised off that hood sh*t, up to no good b*tch
Call me king of vibing cause a n*gga stay cooling it
I'mma ride for my n*ggas, I'mma die for my n*ggas
Slide by nine, so vibe my n*gga
I don't give a f*ck, I'mma murder these beats
Dr. Dre on this Elm Street
I still don't give a sh*t, 'bout a disrespectful b*tch
I'm a soulja, got my boy Pouya all up in this b*tch
Ok
[Verse 2: Pouya]
Up in this b*tch, I plan to be rich
With the flick of the wrist, I be smackin' yo' b*tch
Ain't nothing to it, I'm spitting so fluent
Pursuing my dreams, like Nike just do it
Who knew it
That I would be making this music with people that I be influenced by
Like Bizzy Bone, once said
Pick up your Tec and then fly
Cause I am that guy, that came with a plan
I think that I'm getting a little bit c*cky
Beating that pus*y like my name was Rocky
f*cking with me, then I'm grabbing that shotty'
b*tch better have my money
Funny how these b*tches think they something but they nothin'
Haters talk sh*t, they don't know what's comin'
f*cking with my iPhone, got Chubbs bumping, f*ck it
Back down, got the stacks up
Make a b*tch drown, and I'm proud
Never f*ck around when it come to the money
Hold up, swallow when I'm coming
You're worthless like my kitchen's broken oven
I work hard even when I'm on vacation
If she ain't talking money then we got a situation
Kill the track, just like I was Jason
Friday the 13th, f*ck her in the basement
Money talking, b*tch I'm walking, never chase 'em
First place to the money like I'm racin'
And I ain't racist
All types of hoes, f*ck her good
Stay quite, keep it on the low
But wait hold up my di*k, pause
Flow on Niagra Falls, make you want to get involved
Money making problem, solved
Keep it low key like Pentagon
[Outro: Soulja Mook]
So feel where I'm coming from
Just feel where I'm coming from
Feel where I'm coming from
All you need to do is feel where I'm coming from
Feel where I'm coming from
Just feel where I'm coming from