{Hook1:John Tyler}
Got a little money
How You Feel
How You Feel
Throw it in your face
How you feel
How You feel
N***a
Stole yo girl
How you feel
How you feel
We be making mils
Spend it all for the thrills
How you feel

How you feel
How you feel
How you feel
How you feel
How you feel
How you feel
How you feel
We be making mils
Spend it all for the thrills
How you feel

[Verse1:John Tyler]
You already know that I'm flexing on em
Your man chick left side man I'm awesome
And you just hit rock bottom
While we got no problems
We be popping bottoms
How you feel is the motto
You waiting on the lotto
Cause there's no money in the bank
Reason for that sour face
Booiiiii
I don't really care if your gonna hate
Cause its blazing but I'm not complaining
N***a
Girl you know I'm amazing
Graces, Gracious
Girl your entertaining
Read the pages
You got me going for ages
We can run the nation
I'm just saying we can make it
So HOW YOU FEEL

[Hook2]

[Verse2:LorrrSimbaaa]
The rules and regulations
I'm blurring out both they faces in every picture we taking;
And I'm poppin' off just like bacon;
My entire fan base full of Brittany's, Ashley's and Megan's
And that one young yellow fellow's a masterpiece inna making
I see you's a little nervous; I peep you moving and shaking;
Eyes redder then an apple from all the diesel I'm inhaling
Every song that n***as make is straight trash before I hop on;
I'm leaned up against two cop cars just about as naked as a "Pop-Tart"
How you feel?
How you feel? How you feel? How you feel?..

[Hook3]

[Verse3:DeSean Quavo]
All red everything
Like im Raphael's cousin
Came from the sewers
Aiming 4 the top
Im tryna make millions
Tell master splinter yo
We need 2 have a discussion
I should be the true leaders
Cuz these other n***as is bluffing
When it come 2 rappin
Im a beast
Feed me rappers
Or feed me beats
Im untaimed
I need a leash
Im insane
I need an asylum
But yah the n***as
Programed like robots
To smoke pot
Tryna be spongebob
Stove tops causing roadblocks
Can't let yah stop
My path 2 greatness
Intellectual savior
Soon 2 be famous
Cause im hotter than the devil
Heres a ladder
Get on my level

[Hook4]

[Verse5:John Tyler]
Its time to get violent
Young n***a starting riots
You already know I rule the islands
I'm taking over like the pirates
Of O'9 I'm gonna kill it
Tech N9ne, Captain Philip
Put the bullet in your brain real quick to quick for vine
F them dollar signs
I'm gonna shine
So I'm feeling myself like big girls on a diet I'm killing the plate Bryon
Put the shots in you silence
You spit that saliva
Target acquire
Killing more n***as then Asians that's in China
N***as acting like the Messiah
Hopefully I end up like Jeremiah
I'm practicing so my level will get higher
Y'all say yall the god but y'all at the same level as ants
My n***a it's C.A.N I'm rocking the brand
Ashyboyz you can see it in are hands
Hopefully I get more hits than frozen
Man I'm broking
This poem
Showing you my bad moments
The code is color coded and my casted in filled with roses
So tell me who's still going

[Verse6:John Tyler]
I lasted longer then Phineas and Ferb summer
Pistol in the cabinet I'm letting you know I'm a hunter
Got n***as scared like kids when they hear thunder
Put the pieces together and know I got the number
Things is crazy like the fact that we feel hunger
But all of that is nuffen
Because I keep it about 100
Doing things like its nothing
My n***a I was stunting
Put the money for discussing
I'm a rapper and I'm bluffing
They wanted to hate me when they taught I was nothing
Well I guess rapping makes something
I'm just like a n***a that lazer flips
Past me my pick
I stick to guitar but rapping gonna make me rich, rich