How You Feel?
Breeze, sweat, feel so hot
Breeze, sweat, feel (so hot)
How you feel right now
How you feel right now
Tell 'em
This the deal right now
We gotta keep it real right now
How you feel right now
How you feel, how you feel, how you feel
How you feel right now
Chandler tell 'em how feeling right now
I'm motherfucking pissed off
Tired of these bitches who just trying to get their licks off
And all these other rappers who step to me with their dicks soft
I missed y'all, sike, got my ex call blocked
Ain't no amount of sex that could make your fucking balls drop
Different, that's how I'm built but y'all never listen
Missing, is how you 'gon be when you feel the tension
Uh, no I ain't tryna link with you man
Uh, really thinking that you in the picture man
Uh, studying my lines like a scripture man
Uh, all you do is choke like a Clipper man, uh
So now I'm back up in it
Hitting all these swishers like a basket in it
And the last was tinted, but now I'm moving in the open
If I blast I meant it, the cash is sending
You working like a cast preventing the new motion
All these little bitches been wishing yeah they been hoping
That I could bring the sauce 'cause they know the boy is chosen, tell 'em
How you feel, how you feel
No really, how you feel
Tell me how you're feeling
Right now, right now
Is ya vibing, is ya cooling
Now tell me is ya chilling
So how you feeling
How you feel
Breeze, sweat, feel so hot
Breeze, sweat, feel so hot
How the fuck could you be chilling in a time like this
When I'm dropping dimes like this
Who you think supplied my fit
I done tried to explain, but y'all don't ever listen anyways
Focused on some shit like when you getting paid
Posted in the 'burbs yet you always seem to be in the A
Wake and bake, but you're saying that you seizing the day
But I got time right, time to figure out how to be living
Is the gambler to blame for the cards he was given
See that's a you type of question worried 'bout where you had come from
I'm more focused on how I can get it undone
So focused on villains that you just might become one
Toking and chilling, the only token is feeling that you're worth some
But you ain't even seen the worst son
When it come to that, family dressed in black
Ain't coming back, so tell me how you feel
Breeze, sweat, feel (so hot)
How you feel right now
How you feel right now
Tell 'em
This the deal right now
We gotta keep it real right now
How you feel right now
How you feel, how you feel, how you feel
How you feel right now
Chandler tell 'em how feeling right now
I'm motherfucking pissed off
Tired of these bitches who just trying to get their licks off
And all these other rappers who step to me with their dicks soft
I missed y'all, sike, got my ex call blocked
Ain't no amount of sex that could make your fucking balls drop
Different, that's how I'm built but y'all never listen
Missing, is how you 'gon be when you feel the tension
Uh, no I ain't tryna link with you man
Uh, really thinking that you in the picture man
Uh, studying my lines like a scripture man
Uh, all you do is choke like a Clipper man, uh
So now I'm back up in it
Hitting all these swishers like a basket in it
And the last was tinted, but now I'm moving in the open
If I blast I meant it, the cash is sending
You working like a cast preventing the new motion
All these little bitches been wishing yeah they been hoping
That I could bring the sauce 'cause they know the boy is chosen, tell 'em
How you feel, how you feel
No really, how you feel
Tell me how you're feeling
Right now, right now
Is ya vibing, is ya cooling
Now tell me is ya chilling
So how you feeling
How you feel
Breeze, sweat, feel so hot
Breeze, sweat, feel so hot
How the fuck could you be chilling in a time like this
When I'm dropping dimes like this
Who you think supplied my fit
I done tried to explain, but y'all don't ever listen anyways
Focused on some shit like when you getting paid
Posted in the 'burbs yet you always seem to be in the A
Wake and bake, but you're saying that you seizing the day
But I got time right, time to figure out how to be living
Is the gambler to blame for the cards he was given
See that's a you type of question worried 'bout where you had come from
I'm more focused on how I can get it undone
So focused on villains that you just might become one
Toking and chilling, the only token is feeling that you're worth some
But you ain't even seen the worst son
When it come to that, family dressed in black
Ain't coming back, so tell me how you feel
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Writer(s): Chandler Smith
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