Pak-Man - Feel Like lyrics

I blow a bag when I feel like
Go Versace when I feel like
Roll with my strap when I feel like
Go to Harvey's when I feel like
Go fuck your gyal when I feel like
This isn't rap this is real life
I made a hundred by Hillside
I heard them numbers, I still ride
I blow a bag when I feel like
Go Versace when I feel like
Roll with my strap when I feel like
Go to Harvey's when I feel like
Go fuck your gyal when I feel like
This isn't rap this is real life
I made a hundred by Hillside
I heard them numbers, I still ride

I walk in designer jeans
I sleep on designer sheets
I'm smoking on Venom OG
You can call it designer weed
See your gyal keep your eye on her
Cause she keep on eyeing me
I roll with my iron B
The mandem have got a variety
Come like a secret society
You're over there looking tired G
I thought that you would have retired G
I bought the whole club, what's the hire fee?
I fucked your BM now you're mad at me
I understand understandably
I hit it again just to let you know
I walk around with a bag on me
I'm blowing money so casually
Try get my chain that's a casualty
Outside it's anarchy people are panicky
I got a square like a handkerchief
Being broke fucked with my sanity
This clothing and jewellery is vanity
Shows at the O2 Academy
Now these promoters got racks on me

I blow a bag when I feel like
Go Versace when I feel like
Roll with my strap when I feel like
Go to Harvey's when I feel like
Go fuck your gyal when I feel like
This isn't rap this is real life
I made a hundred by Hillside
I heard them numbers, I still ride
I blow a bag when I feel like
Go Versace when I feel like
Roll with my strap when I feel like
Go to Harvey's when I feel like
Go fuck your gyal when I feel like
This isn't rap this is real life
I made a hundred by Hillside
I heard them numbers, I still ride

Keyboard warriors talking bad on computers
I just walk in Versace
Go and spend grands on Medusa's
Can't chat to man are you stupid?
I'm running through hammers and unit's
Roads just happened to lose it
Look how I branded my music
I'm giving rappers the blueprint
Don't fuck with standard producers
Go Moncler my jacket
My bro copied Canada Gooses
We are not in the same bracket
Them man there are losers
No one ain't stopping my movement
I came from the block where my goons is
I still gotta walk with my steel knife
Baby come jump on this real pipe
You know I ain't rocking no fake jewels
I went and spent thousands on real ice
Smoking on loud and this purple
Only real ones allowed in my circle
The mandem got watches and chains
Beema's and Audi's and Merc's too

I blow a bag when I feel like
Go Versace when I feel like
Roll with my strap when I feel like
Go to Harvey's when I feel like
Go fuck your gyal when I feel like
This isn't rap this is real life
I made a hundred by Hillside
I heard them numbers, I still ride
I blow a bag when I feel like
Go Versace when I feel like
Roll with my strap when I feel like
Go to Harvey's when I feel like
Go fuck your gyal when I feel like
This isn't rap this is real life
I made a hundred by Hillside
I heard them numbers, I still ride