How Does It Feel - Kamaiyah

Written by：K. Johnson/Clarence Thomas

It was me joey b and coc*ine James on the o

Same clique same friends never change on my folks

You know hot boys here got them thanks for the low

Wise pull up straight swings switching lanes on a hoe

All this money in the world it's a shame to go broke

Everybody got dreams some just aiming too low

If fame is the goal we can't get along

I aim to be paid I aim to be great

Every day all day young and swangin' my braids

Aw sh*t pop champagne 'til it break

Aw quit ball all ways 'til we came

'Til the grave we'll be rich we were made to be this

Black and praised with a gift

That just can't be dismissed

Aw sh*t it's Kamaiyah

Aw sh*t please retire

Hot girl set the city on fire

I've been broke all my life

Now wonder

How does it feel to be rich

How does it feel to be rich

I done worked all my life

Now wonder

How does it feel to just live

How does it feel to just live

Everybody want money want the fame and the clothes

Everybody losin' friends people change when they grow

To be known in the game I've been waiting so long

Spit fire spit flames and I came for the throne

Told 'em once told 'em twice

This just ain't what they want

Their speak is excrete and they hate on the low

If hate's all you know your face gotta go

I aim for a change you stagnant the same

Every day all day young and swangin' my chain

Aw sh*t drink champagne 'til I can't

Aw quit start the waves that you take

Steal our swag and our name

But you can't be the gang

Foreign whips when we swang bmg do our thang

Aw sh*t it's Kamaiyah

Aw sh*t please retire

Hot girl set the city on fire

I've been broke all my life

Now wonder

How does it feel to be rich

How does it feel to be rich

I done worked all my life

Now wonder

How does it feel to just live

How does it feel to just live

How does it feel to just live

How does it feel to just live

How does it feel to just live

How does it feel to just live