How Does It Feel

[Intro: Deante’ Hitchcock] Ayy, how does it How does it feel? How does it feel? How does it feel? How does it Alright, ayy Ayy, ayy, look [Verse 1: Deante’ Hitchcock] How does it feel knowing you had a chance? It won't happen again No, I understand, some folks just can't go where I can I ain't tripping, it's part of the plan What the fuck is you saying? I put it down, I ain't playing I'm the GOAT, but I want me a Lamb' But before you get in, I need that head first I'm talking headfirst like a ram, you dig it? Woke up that morning like, bitch, I'm the man with the plan Tryna run up them bands finna pop like a Xan I'm exclusive, I'm in high demand Got this shit in the palm of my hand I got plans in Japan I done turnt up, I'll be damned Ain't no cap, it's a wrap like Saran Put that shit on your fam Rockin' all white like the Klan But bitch, you won't fuck with the clan, you dig it? Swear I should have mе a chip on my shoulder But I'd rather put on a mink, for real I ain't got timе, got my problems in line I been pushing myself to the brink, for real Thankful for shawty, I know that she got me Sometimes, she be helping me think, for real Get in that pussy and doze off Feel like I done popped me a sleeping pill Thank you for snoozing, oh yeah, I be chilling But I got the goonies on me You know cuz in the club with the woolie on him Nigga talk to him wrong, you might lose a homie Tryna get you away from your mama Camry We gon' pull up with twins, word to Lisa Landry We ain't gold, but we look like we won a GRAMMY You ain't solid, I know you don't understand it, for real [Chorus: Deante’ Hitchcock] How does it feel knowing I done turnt up on y'all niggas? And that shit ain't take me no time How does it feel to see me After all of the shit that I went through and see that I'm fine? How does it feel to see that I made it, lil bitch? Well, I hope that shit kill you inside How does it feel to know I'm out here living my life When y'all muhfuckers left me to die? How does it feel? Say how does it feel? How does it feel? Hey How does it feel? Yeah, how does it feel? How does it feel? Hey How does it feel? Yeah, how does it feel? How does it feel? Hey How does it feel? How does it feel? How does it feel? Hey [Post-Chorus] How does it feel, feel? How does it feel? [Verse 2: Kenny Mason] Show me the nigga that taught me finessing I probably finessed him, it probably impressed him Ain't do no extra, it got me some extra I already lapped him, he thought we play catch up Ain't do no rentin', I copped these and kept 'em Did not need no help from 'em, I feed myself Studied the best 'til I studied myself Can't be nobody 'til I be myself Would ask you niggas, "How does it feel?" But truly, I don't give a fuck how they feel They ain't have me when my blood had been spilled They ain't ask or give a fuck if I lived Who was talking? You was talking Mute was off when you was popping Crew was popping, we could spot it Through the 'partments, knew I had to move in silence To incite it, too excited Thinking if I pull this motherfucking pistol out then what you gon' do about it? Is you sure you really tryna shoot it out with this lil' puppy with nothin' to lose? I doubt it I'ma puncture the punk if he movin' rowdy If I come for the commas, won't move without 'em Either give me the loot or get looted out it Send 'em to you so they could ask you about it, saying [Chorus: Deante’ Hitchcock] How does it feel knowing I done turnt up on y'all niggas? And that shit ain't take me no time How does it feel to see me After all of the shit that I went through and see that I'm fine? How does it feel to see that I made it, lil bitch? Well, I hope that shit kill you inside How does it feel to know I'm out here living my life When y'all muhfuckers left me to die? How does it feel? Say how does it feel? How does it feel? Hey How does it feel? Yeah, how does it feel? How does it feel? Hey How does it feel? Yeah, how does it feel? How does it feel? Hey How does it feel? How does it feel? How does it feel? Hey