How I Feel
That's how I feel
Ride these streets alone
You know the deal
No one to telephone
It's sad but its real
I done did a lotta work on my own
Scratches reveal
The scars that will heal
That's how I feel
Been a little minute since I took a trip back
To the stack of crap man I had to scrap that
Disappoint no one man I had to scrap that
Keep that peace man I had to scrap that
Been a little minute since I said my mind and now I think its time that My stars aligned
I was on a roll going decline
Mentally kind I was legally blind
Tried to find space but I was confined in my mind was designed to not Look behind
There aint been a mother mountain I cant climb
Keep on moving forward and I will find
A pretty little missy that I will get to kissy with a smile so bright like the sun has shined
Hear them bells are ringing that's my heart beat chime
Your fine and kind so divine
That's how I feel
Ride these streets alone
You know the deal
No one to telephone
It's sad but its real
I done did a lotta work on my own
Scratches reveal
The scars that will heal
That's how I feel
Thats how I feel still hiding from the bill
Rolling round town with their guns to kill
Another black Brother riding fast to see his Mother
Gets stopped and billed all because she was ill
Still, I don't really know how you feel
Followed round shops like you about to steal
Cause the colour of your skin beautifully surreal
So for George and many other make a fist and kneel, appeal
You know this shit is real
You could be a milli like Shaquille O'Neal
But still feel how a poor black kid feels
Didn't never do nothing ever but blamed or killed that's real
I'mma never know how it feels
White privileged when my black side reveals
Wear caps, play ball and raps I spill
riding round in my car playing UK Drill
With my blacked out screens, blacked out wheels
Nevertheless go put on some heels
Wear a pretty dress going for a meal
Kiss you from a rose like Seal
That's how I feel
Ride these streets alone
You know the deal
No one to telephone
It's sad but its real
I done did a lotta work on my own
Scratches reveal
The scars that will heal
That's how I feel
Thats how I feel
Thats how I feel
Ride these streets alone
You know the deal
No one to telephone
It's sad but its real
I done did a lotta work on my own
Scratches reveal
The scars that will heal
That's how I feel
Been a little minute since I took a trip back
To the stack of crap man I had to scrap that
Disappoint no one man I had to scrap that
Keep that peace man I had to scrap that
Been a little minute since I said my mind and now I think its time that My stars aligned
I was on a roll going decline
Mentally kind I was legally blind
Tried to find space but I was confined in my mind was designed to not Look behind
There aint been a mother mountain I cant climb
Keep on moving forward and I will find
A pretty little missy that I will get to kissy with a smile so bright like the sun has shined
Hear them bells are ringing that's my heart beat chime
Your fine and kind so divine
That's how I feel
Ride these streets alone
You know the deal
No one to telephone
It's sad but its real
I done did a lotta work on my own
Scratches reveal
The scars that will heal
That's how I feel
Thats how I feel still hiding from the bill
Rolling round town with their guns to kill
Another black Brother riding fast to see his Mother
Gets stopped and billed all because she was ill
Still, I don't really know how you feel
Followed round shops like you about to steal
Cause the colour of your skin beautifully surreal
So for George and many other make a fist and kneel, appeal
You know this shit is real
You could be a milli like Shaquille O'Neal
But still feel how a poor black kid feels
Didn't never do nothing ever but blamed or killed that's real
I'mma never know how it feels
White privileged when my black side reveals
Wear caps, play ball and raps I spill
riding round in my car playing UK Drill
With my blacked out screens, blacked out wheels
Nevertheless go put on some heels
Wear a pretty dress going for a meal
Kiss you from a rose like Seal
That's how I feel
Ride these streets alone
You know the deal
No one to telephone
It's sad but its real
I done did a lotta work on my own
Scratches reveal
The scars that will heal
That's how I feel
Thats how I feel
Thats how I feel
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Writer(s): Daniel Burns
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