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 pipes, one of 'em pressure bursts
 Street nigga, still I get checks, in spurts
 I'm from Peach but before I get pressed, I murk
 Better days pray for but expectin' worse
 At this level, bullshit, I'm just less concerned
 Cruisin' in thе 6, lookin' at the proceeds of rap music on my wrist
 Drop another mixtape, my shit boomin' out this bitch
 Young Malcolm, I'm thе leader of this movement out this bitch, look
 And this is what it feels like (feels like)
 Reach a level, make you question, "Is it real life?"
 All the weed good, all the pussy real tight
 And the only rule, keep your dollar bills right
 And this is what it feels like (feels like, feels like)
 And this is what it feels like (feels like, feels like)
 And this is what it feels like (feels like, feels like)
 And this is what it feels like (feels like, feels like)
 Scorpion bricks, way before Aubrey's double disc
 .40 on my lap, clap, sound like 40 did the mix
 Filtered bass, sift coke like a Michelin star chef
 Chef kiss to my wrist, I go dummy with my left
 IRS on my dick tryna audit all my checks, too late
 You know they hate when you become more than they expect
 You let them crackers storm your Capitol, put they feet up on your desk
 And yet you talkin' tough to me, I lost all my little respect
 I'm sellin' weed in the open, bringin' folks home from the feds
 I know that payback's gon' be mean, I'm savin' all my little bread
 Pray for me, y'all, one day I'ma have to pay for these thoughts
 Real niggas is extinct, it ain't safe for me, my dawg
 They killin' niggas in they own hoods, that make sense to you at all?
 You burnt your bridge to the other side, you know you can't swim across
 Y'all know niggas can't swim, they fried Mike after he died
 Y'all know niggas can't win, you never land, all jokes aside
 I arrived on the day Fred Hampton got mur-, hol' up
 Assassinated, just to clarify further
 What y'all gave birth is the chairman mixed with Jeff Fort
 Big stepper on that jet with my legs crossed (uh, uh)
 Black stones on my neck, y'all can't kill Christ (uh)
 Black messiah is what I feel like (woo)
 Shit ain't gonna stop 'cause y'all spilled blood
 We gon' turn up even more since y'all kill cuz
 And this is what it feels like (feels like, feels like)
 And this is what it feels like (feels like, feels like)
 And this is what it feels like (feels like, feels like)
 And this is what it feels like (feels like, feels like)
 And this is what it feels like (feels like, feels like)
 As it fuckin' should
 And this is what it feels like (feels like, feels like)
 Feels so fuckin' good
 And this is what it feels like (feels like, feels like)
 And this is what it feels like (feels like, feels like)
 Feels so fuckin' good
 And this is what it feels like (feels like, feels like)