Therapy
Just so Pittsburgh, man
So how's it feel? Can you tell me how it feel?
Now it's real, so can you tell me how you feel?
Can you tell me how it feel?
Can you tell me how it feel to come and hang around a motherfucker like me?
How it feel to come and hang around a motherfucker like me?
How's it feel?
So, can you tell me how's it feel?
Can you tell me how it feel to come and hang around a motherfucker like me?
How it feel to come and hang around a motherfucker like me? Yeah
Said, "Baby, what you doin' tonight?
We could watch the world get ruined tonight", livin' this life
Got you flexin', feelin' colder than ice, let it melt
As we follow all the stupid advice, and I don't usually like
To be this honest with ya, I must have lost the picture
Gimme a box of swishers, room full of obnoxious bitches
Why you lyin' to me? Just grab your ladies
That Mercedes all kinds of roomy, and when the times are gloomy
Hit me up, I can make you feel like that perfect girl you wish you was
Givin' you that feelin' like when Christmas come
I just take all of my problems, throw 'em in the blunt
Light 'em up and watch 'em float away, ayy
Watch 'em float
I can take you anywhere that you wanna go
Can you dream?
Can you tell me how's it feel? (How's it feel?)
How's it feel? (How's it feel?)
Can you tell me how it feel to come and hang around a motherfucker like me?
How it feel to come and hang around a motherfucker like me?
How's it feel? (How's it feel?)
Can you tell me how it feel? (How's it feel?)
How's it feel to come and hang around a motherfucker like me?
Okay, said I'm back on these rap songs, feelin' they're never gonna last long
Got a shortcut, baby? I'll pass on it, my dick, throw your ass on it
Pass the time, ask for my alibi, tryna tell you I need that
Just relax
Put that money in my motherfuckin' hand, take another pull, goddamn
Ain't part of the plan, like a car in a van, I'm rollin', I'm feelin' good, I'm golden
My man, let me just do my dance
'Cause, motherfucker, this my jam, said this my jam, this my jam
How many times you 'bout to let them opportunities pass you by?
I used to be a pretty passive guy, since before I was a goddamn mastermind
In that castle of mine, I came up in half the time as these lame fucks
You can't rush that greatness, that mansion where my maid lives
Like, whoa
Watch 'em float
I can take you anywhere that you wanna go
Can you dream?
Can you tell me how's it feel? (How's it feel?)
How's it feel? (How's it feel?)
Can you tell me how it feel to come and hang around a motherfucker like me?
How it feel to come and hang around a motherfucker like me?
How's it feel? (How's it feel?)
Can you tell me how it feel? (How's it feel?)
How's it feel to come and hang around a motherfucker like me?
(How's it feel? How's it feel?)
(How's it feel? How's it feel?)
Well, can you tell me how's it feel? (How's it feel?)
Can you tell me how it feel? (How's it feel?)
How's it feel to come and hang around a motherfucker like me? (How's it feel?)
(How's it feel?)
So how's it feel? Can you tell me how it feel?
Now it's real, so can you tell me how you feel?
Can you tell me how it feel?
Can you tell me how it feel to come and hang around a motherfucker like me?
How it feel to come and hang around a motherfucker like me?
How's it feel?
So, can you tell me how's it feel?
Can you tell me how it feel to come and hang around a motherfucker like me?
How it feel to come and hang around a motherfucker like me? Yeah
Said, "Baby, what you doin' tonight?
We could watch the world get ruined tonight", livin' this life
Got you flexin', feelin' colder than ice, let it melt
As we follow all the stupid advice, and I don't usually like
To be this honest with ya, I must have lost the picture
Gimme a box of swishers, room full of obnoxious bitches
Why you lyin' to me? Just grab your ladies
That Mercedes all kinds of roomy, and when the times are gloomy
Hit me up, I can make you feel like that perfect girl you wish you was
Givin' you that feelin' like when Christmas come
I just take all of my problems, throw 'em in the blunt
Light 'em up and watch 'em float away, ayy
Watch 'em float
I can take you anywhere that you wanna go
Can you dream?
Can you tell me how's it feel? (How's it feel?)
How's it feel? (How's it feel?)
Can you tell me how it feel to come and hang around a motherfucker like me?
How it feel to come and hang around a motherfucker like me?
How's it feel? (How's it feel?)
Can you tell me how it feel? (How's it feel?)
How's it feel to come and hang around a motherfucker like me?
Okay, said I'm back on these rap songs, feelin' they're never gonna last long
Got a shortcut, baby? I'll pass on it, my dick, throw your ass on it
Pass the time, ask for my alibi, tryna tell you I need that
Just relax
Put that money in my motherfuckin' hand, take another pull, goddamn
Ain't part of the plan, like a car in a van, I'm rollin', I'm feelin' good, I'm golden
My man, let me just do my dance
'Cause, motherfucker, this my jam, said this my jam, this my jam
How many times you 'bout to let them opportunities pass you by?
I used to be a pretty passive guy, since before I was a goddamn mastermind
In that castle of mine, I came up in half the time as these lame fucks
You can't rush that greatness, that mansion where my maid lives
Like, whoa
Watch 'em float
I can take you anywhere that you wanna go
Can you dream?
Can you tell me how's it feel? (How's it feel?)
How's it feel? (How's it feel?)
Can you tell me how it feel to come and hang around a motherfucker like me?
How it feel to come and hang around a motherfucker like me?
How's it feel? (How's it feel?)
Can you tell me how it feel? (How's it feel?)
How's it feel to come and hang around a motherfucker like me?
(How's it feel? How's it feel?)
(How's it feel? How's it feel?)
Well, can you tell me how's it feel? (How's it feel?)
Can you tell me how it feel? (How's it feel?)
How's it feel to come and hang around a motherfucker like me? (How's it feel?)
(How's it feel?)
Credits
Writer(s): Jacques L. Burvick, Malcolm James Mccormick, Jeremy Kulousek, Eric Allan Dan
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