Trae Tha Truth, Rob G - How You Like Me Now lyrics

"How you like me now, cause I'm real"
"How you like me"
"How you like me now, cause I'm real"
"How you like me"
"How you like me now, cause I'm real"
"How you like me"
"How you like me now, cause I'm real"
"How you like me"

Now tell me
How you like me now, cause I'm real
(I'm real) you see
I was that before I got a deal
(Before the deal)
Now this is Rob G, I don't lie to chill
(Never that)
Now let me tell the world exactly how I feel
(Let's GO) you see
I'm thinkin' that it's 'bout the time
I been gettin' down for mine
Makin' sure the south is mine
Thinkin' that you out your mind
All I do is speak the truth
Everytime I hit the booth
Look around and see the
Proof, reach the hood, i'll reach for you
Damn right, a real muh'fucker
Go 'head and glance twice
I don't rap about my dreams
I rap about my damn life stackin' my paper
Want me to rap 'bout my paper
My credit sucks, my bills are bad
But I'll just pay it off later
I ain't broke, though
You know I got that hood money
But Uncle Sam just be knowin'
About that good money
So when I tell you I can get the 'ye
I don't be sayin' it
Cause this rhymin' with some shit I say
I just sold a brick today

RIP to HAWK, so I swang a bumpa grill
Made it out the hood
But I'm in the hood still
Leather so soft, yeah, I like the way it feel
Hoppin' out fresh
Like I signed a million dollar deal
Yeah, I'm the truth, '84
Sittin' on the truck haters on my nuts
While I'm ridin' with a Cuban slut
Or I can do the drop, trunk up fifth-eighth
Doors hoppin' fly
While I'm sittin' on some sick paint
Customize, off Johnny, your shit ain't
Nose in the air
Actin' like my shit don't stank
I'm the king of the streets
So I'm top rank bitch I'm from the West
And I can roam where ya block can't
I walk nice, and my whips, stay shoed up
Beatin' so hard
It'll make you throw your food up
ABS still red, black and blue'ed up
And we don't wanna hear it if
It never been screwed up

Now you can tell
I'm real by the way I be walkin'
Real by the way I be actin'
Real by the way I be talkin'
Real by the way I be rappin'
Man I feel, throbbin' like a chandelier
Thought that I would blow it like a Cavalier
Now you keep a camera near
Cause you know you in the presense of a star
I'm still hood
Love to keep my weapon in my drawer
The rapper's rapper
Took a path that's faster
Where respect come first
And the cash is after from Coasta Lia
Got 'em shook, I'm here
Damn near became a legend in
My city in a year so you like
Actin' like you don't know who I
It's Rob G
The hottest four letters since July yep
It's the new guy, higher than the blue sky
Lot of dudes rappin'
And I do not have a clue why
XXL said, "We dead" NO SUCKA
Go back and see the issue that
Got Wayne on the cover tell me