Yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahYeah

Uhm, well

Yeah

You will find that we not very different, no, you and I

Although I usually, usually find a way out

Feelin′ like I'm in the skies, my hands could separate clouds

My bitch go get me take-out

They used to hate, they love me, and they used to love, they hate now

The world I rearrange, I turned it to a bloody playground

′Cause to the homies, stayin' down through anything

A cheers to baby girl, who I would've coppеd a wedding ring

See, money isn′t evеrything, but it helps

We walk around with pride in our eyes to the skies, the lies that we tell

Pickin′ up a seashell, listen to the ocean

Do the whole thing all me-self, I'm livin′ in the moment

Pickin' up all of the ashes, I′m burnin' the house down

Runnin′ from my life, I probably ran a thousand miles now

Had powwows with millionaires, a foul child and a style wild

That you found out that I'm killin' there

Tell me how you feelin′, how′s it feel?

How's it feel? (Yeah, said how′s it feel?)

How's it feel? (Can you tell me how′s it feel?)

How's it feel? (To be around somethin′ real)

How's it feel? (Yeah, yeah, said how's it feel?)

How′s it feel? Yeah, tell me how′s it feel?

How's it feel? So can you tell me how′s it feel?

How's it feel? (To be around something real)

How′s it feel?

They yellin', "Danger, danger," when I hopped out of the manger

With a two-way pager, callin′ all the homies, screamin', "Savior"

This world could not be stranger, you could beat the odd behavior

Give a inch, they take a mile, take a mile, I'll take a acre

I′m a, alien communicator, fuckin′ up the human nature

Projectile vomit on a song, the fluid nasty, uh

I just got the iPhone 6, it looks like Steve Jobs done ran out of tricks

Yeah, I come through stuntin' on ′em, in the park, buntin' on ′em

Somebody should pump you up, you best get Joe Budden on 'em

New couch, I′m fuckin' on it, after that, don't fuckin′ want it

Bitch, I′m fuckin' awesome, come again? I said I′m fuckin' awesome

Press the pedal, wah-wah, hell nah, aw, nah

All I want is Lana and some head from Madonna

I gots to separate the weak from the obso-lete

Real life, this is not a dream

I′m a problem, just took a jet from Nicaragua

Copped me a vacation spot that came with an iguana, uh

The hot lava, sonta, a world with no ceilin'

Come again, tell me how you feelin′, how's it feel?

How's it feel? (Said how′s it feel?)

How′s it feel? (Said how's it feel?)

How′s it feel? (To be around somethin' real)

How′s it feel? (So can you tell me how's it feel?)

How′s it feel? (Said how's it feel?)

How's it feel? (Said how′s it feel?)

How′s it feel? (Can you tell me how's it feel?)

How′s it feel? (Yeah)

Doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo

Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo

Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo

Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo, dun-dun

Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da-da-da

Haha, yeah

Mac Miller and Robert Glasper

You know what it is, you know what it is