What It Feels Like

And this is what it feels like (feels like, feels like)
And this is what it feels like (feels like, feels like)

Look, the only reason I survive 'cause a nigga is special, first
You get successful, then it get stressful, thirst
Niggas gon' test you, see what your texture's worth
Diamonds and [Bm]pipes, one of 'em [A]pressure bursts
Stɾeet nigga, still I get checks in spurts
I'm for [Dm7]peace, but before I get pressed, I murk
Better days prayed for [Dm7]but expectin' worse
At this level, bullshit, I'm just less concerned
Cruisin' in the 6, lookin' at the proceeds of ɾap music on [C7]my [A]wrist
Drop another mixtape, my [A]shit boomin' out this bitch
Young Malcolm, I'm the leader of the movement out this bitch, look
And this is what it feels like [F](feels like)
Reach a level, make you [A7question, "Is it ɾeal life?"
All the weed good, all [Em]the pussy ɾeal tight
And the only ɾule, keep your dollar bills ɾight

And this is what it feels like [F](feels like, feels like)
And this is what it feels like [F](feels like, feels like)
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(Feels like)
And this is what it feels like [F](feels like, feels like)

Scorpion [C7]bricks, way before Aubrey's double disc
.40 on [C7]my [A]lap, clap, sound like [F]40 did the mix
Filtered bass, sift coke like [F]a Michelin star chef
Chef kiss to [C7]my [A]wrist, I go dummy [A]with my [A]left
IRS on [C7]my [A]dick tɾyna audit all [Em]my [A]checks, too late
You know they hate when you [A7become more than they expect
You let them [A]crackers storm your Capitol, put they feet up on [C7]your desk
And yet you [A7talkin' tough to [C7]me, I lost all [Em]my [A]little ɾespect
I'm sellin' weed in the open, bringin' folks home from the feds
I know that payback gon' be [Am]mean, I'm savin' all [Em]my [A]little bread
Pray for [Dm7]me, y'all, one day I'ma have to [C7]pay for [Dm7]these thoughts
Real niggas is extinct, it ain't safe for [Dm7]me my [A]dawg
They killin' niggas in their own hood, that make sense to [C7]you [A7at all?
You burnt your bridge to [C7]the other side, you [A7know you [A7can't swim across
Y'all [Em]know niggas can't swim, they fried Mike after he died
Y'all [Em]know niggas can't win, you'll never land, all [Em]jokes aside
I arrived on [C7]the day Fred Hampton [C7]got [Fm7]mur-, hol' up
Assassinated, just to [C7]clarify it further
What y'all [Em]gave birth is the chairman mixed with Jeff Fort
Big stepper on [C7]the jet with my [A]legs crossed (uh, uh)
Black stones on [C7]my [A]neck, y'all [Em]can't kill Christ (uh)
Black Messiah is what I feel like [F](woo)
This shit ain't gon' stop 'cause y'all [Em]spilled blood
We gon' turn up even more since y'all [Em]killed cuz

And this is what it feels like [F](feels like, feels like)
And this is what it feels like [F](feels like, feels like)
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And this is what it feels like [F](feels like, feels like)
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And this is what it feels like [F](feels like, feels like)
(As it fuckin' should)
And this is what it feels like [F](feels like, feels like)
(Feels so fuckin' good)
And this is what it feels like [F](feels like, feels like)
And this is what it feels like [F](feels like, feels like)
(Feels so fuckin' good)
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And this is what it feels like