[Verse 1: Bun B]
Man, it feel good, I got another day
Get down and give thanks, wouldn't start it another way
He on my side, so I ain't worried 'bout what a brother say
The sun is shining, so it's time to let your brother play
Cars candy covered way
Back when I was growing up, before the singing and the smoking and the pouring up
Before the boppers and showstoppers were showing up
Man, it was still P.A.T. that we was throwing up
Now your boy's glowing up
Better than I've ever been
And if you hating on it, man, you ain't gon' never win
See this that classic street music with a clever spin
For all the gangstas and [?]
Here's your medicine
To feel good

[Verse 2: Devin The Dude]
It feels good to bе natural
Mind stable and able to think rational
Some of us usе and refuse to leave the drugs alone
'Cause daddy was absent, and there's no hugs at home
Twice in my life, I fucked around and tried formaldehyde
First time was nothing, second time a n***a damn near died
Back in the day, a couple lines of [?]
Had me walking, talking faster than a motherfucker
But it wasn't for me
Left the shit alone
Problems with my bone, when it's time to get it on
But now I get the zone of this killer weed
Think I ever go back to that? N***a, please
These trees make me feel good
[Verse 3: Bun B]
Man, this that feel good
That kinda music that'll get you feeling real good
That you can listen to while riding through your trill hood
And you ain't gotta shut 'em down, but you still could
Stearing wheel wood
And the chrome [?] still shine
Though you could break these boys off, man, in real time
Oh yeah, we still gotta hustle, and we still grind
But that don't mean we can't sit back, relax and feel fine
With a steel mind
Bruh, and you don't need a script for it
Ain't gotta hit the town with pounds or flip a brick for it
And you ain't gotta [?] and hit a lick for it
And you ain't even gotta turn the fucking [?] for it
Just don't ignore it
Feel good