How U Feel? ft. Banda Lyrics

So can you tell me how's it feel?

So can you tell me how you feel?

So can you tell me how's it feel?

Say how's it feel

So can you tell me how you feel?

We just creating music

Who this?

Comin' through the front door, hit and don't miss

Wanna diss?

Now I'm teachin' the gang that class is dismissed

Then run it back, hear the crowd clap

Make it to the top and it's a wrap

Reppin' out Pittsburgh like I'm Mac

Give an opportunity, sign a contract

Ay, ay, I'm the man

Eminem, then right back to Stan

This my only way, got no other plan

Tell me that I can't, I say yes I can

Ay, say yes I can

Tryna lock in, got one big chance

Feel like 91' Horace Grant

Tryna make a rap, all they do is rant

I am on the grind, takin' what is mine

I got all the time, livin' how I rhyme

Nowadays I shine past the finish line

Girls say that I'm fine, passin' Banda dimes

Everybody knows that I'm closer to my prime

If the people say they hate it, then my fans be askin' why

Leavin' them behind, I don't got time for fakes

To be honest, me and you just don't relate

I passed them up like a year ago I'm winnin' this race

Nowadays they show me fake love, straight to my face

Yeah, yeah, let's go

Ridin' on my own wave

Every day'a a new day, my mama told me be brave

Yeah, because I got somewhere to go

Can't be fuckin' with these hoes

Do this shit for all my bros

Yeah, yeah, like I said

Trappin' every day

Tryna make a way for my family

Do this shit for my pops

Never gonna stop

Time is tickin'

Can't be lazy, cause my chances are on the clock

Cause my chances are on the clock

Told them fake boys kick rocks

My brothers put they trust in me because they know I ain't gon' flop

I gotta shoot for greatness

This rap shit, I can't fake it

Ballin' on the court

Take that last shot, cause I'll make it

Michael Jordan, 23 watchin' on TV

Thinkin' to myself, damn, that's gotta be me

Strivin' for the better

Hustlin' any weather

My brother asked me if I'll leave him tell that nigga never

Leavin' them behind

I don't got time for fakes

To be honest, me and you just don't relate

I passed em up like a year ago

I'm winnin' this race

Nowadays, they show me fake love straight to my face

Yeah