How U Feel lyrics

[Intro]
'Cause what is life when you don't even wanna live?
How you feel?
How you feel? How you feel?
(Uh, yeah)

[Verse 1: $NOT]
I'm so lonely 'cause what is life if I don't wanna live? (Woo)
Can you grab the Glock and shoot me in the head real quick? (Don't shoot me)
My enemies they laughin' at me like, "What the f*ck, kid?" (Haha)
People lookin' up to me, sayin', "Oh my God, he a b*tch" (b*tch)
Never gave a f*ck about it 'cause I'm high as sh*t (Haha)
And I ain't talkin', 'bout as drunk as my soul in the sky and sh*t (f*ck)
It's too late to come down, I f*ckin' regret this sh*t
I'm so selfish, I can't even give that b*tch my di*k

[Chorus: $NOT & Joey Bada$$]
'Cause what is life if he don't even wanna live? (Woo)
See my name up on a shirt, I hope he rest in p*ss (Go, go)
Man, how you feel? Can you keep it real? Roses in my grill
Flowers in the field, even in the grave
'Cause that's where I'ma chill, ain't nothing for a lowlife, still
Heart broke and my own love kills
(Badmon, king)
(Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo)
[Verse 2: Joey Bada$$]
Uh, dying to live, you're living to die
I knew a couple real n*ggas that didn't survive
'Cause fake n*ggas still alive, and living a lie
Hidden in disguise, think it harder just to recognize (Yuh)
Maybe the reason why Jesus got crucified
They screw you over right after they get you scrutinized
Well b*tch I'm self made, f*ck being supervised
Like f*ck I look like, listening to some suits and ties? (n*gga)
Born alone, so we die alone
You n*ggas rather see me gone, so I ride with chrome (Bah-bah)
I got God on my phone like I ain't staying long (Brrr)
Devil on my back making sure that I make it home
I'm tryna carry on tradition, they ain't tryna listen
Ain't a prescription strong enough for my mental condition
Kamikaze visions, I been having premonitions
Why kill yourself, when you can kill the competition?

[Chorus: $NOT]
What is life if he don't even wanna live? (Woo)
See my name up on a shirt, I hope he rest in p*ss (Go, go)
Man, how you feel? Can you keep it real? Roses in my grill
Flowers in the field, leavin' in the grave
'Cause that's where I'ma chill, ain't nothing for a lowlife, still
Heart broke and my own love kills