What It Feel Like

Hello it's been a minute my fellows
I've been trying to make my name well known
First they was telling me get the hell on
Now I get the room jumping higher than the Ceylon
Bitches jiggle their melons
Catch me in your city, really my buzz kinda swell on
Bando banging out your fuckin' eardrums
You miss some? Put it on my children

My city gon' love it
Flocking for the feature that's gon' put you over budget
Hold up, shout out Jermaine, I just want my shit to get played
All the miserable days when all of my visuals great

Trying to follow my heart, result of minimal pay
I'm starting to separate 'cause my love propelling my wave see
Broke or richer, I'm so consistent 'cause
Head doctors ain't free dawg, I'm telling ya

I done leveled up, my propellers put me ahead of ya

I circle back after I finish, watch me win it, hold up

Tell me what it feel like
I've been on the road but I still write
I've been missing home, what it been like
I've been getting on and it feel right
I hope we still good, we book our real life
Just know I'm forever there dawg, we still tight
I'm forever there dawg, we still tight
Just know I'm forever there, yeah

Never missed a year, put in blood, sweat, and tears
No one told me you get older and your childhood disappear

When push come to shove, a technical felon
I tried to say I ain't give a fuck but the karma would hit me up
Forever shouting 'Kobe' when I put up a shot (Kobe)
RIP to him and Gigi
Mamba mentality means that nothing worth it come easy

This shit ain't overnight but I'm in my prime
Told homies think outside the box, pussy on they minds

My shorty talking chakras and when they all aligned

It felt like when I sold out the Roxy, all the heads online
Gave me an ultra boost in my confidence
All I'm missing is the Adidas sponsorship (Yo, what up Pharrell?)
I'm so for real, shit I run the east, my niggas run the west
We'll probably have a dice game and divvy up what's left
Murakami, it's Craig Green, all on my body
I scooped a mami and yeah her head mean
Almost turned into lights please, but I'm staying focused
I seen ambition die too young among the dopest
We went from two dope boys to the billboards

Jordan Flu Game bitch, we gon' still score

Hold up, tell me what it feel like
I've been on the road but I still write
I've been missing home, what it been like
I've been getting on and it feel right
I hope we still good, we book our real life
Just know I'm forever there dawg, we still tight
I'm forever there dawg, we still tight
Just know I'm forever there, yeah