Belly and Shenseea Lyrics
"How I'm Feelin"

Only religion was the mula
Made a couple million, Hallelujah (woo)
Daddy was a dealer, what's it to ya? (Uhh)
Call it homeschooling (yeah)
Never did homework, I was going home with the work, no tutor
Used to having nothing
Grew up with the hustlers and the killers
Now I'm kickin' it with Puffy in the villa, chillin'
Clique full of zombies like Thriller
Got real, it about to get realer

That's just how I'm feelin' (shh, rrr)
That's just how I'm feelin', dawg
I ain't tryin' make a living
I'm out here tryna make a killing
Stack a couple million to the ceiling
When I touch down, I'ma burn it all to the ground (down)
Make sure the whole world feel it

That's just how I'm feelin' (huh)
That's just how I'm feelin' (know how me feel?)
Dawg, that's just how I'm feelin' (ayy, Belly, dem ready? Yeah)
When I touch down, I'ma burn it all to the ground (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Make sure the whole w- (Sheng Yeng)

Dem gyal ah red eye, never mek right
Me deh 'ya suh for life, dem ah get by
Never bow fi di fame (no), heads high
Deh back ah me, so all dem ah see a tail light
Been a real-ass bit' from da ghetto
I ain't never gon' switch, that's facts, though
Can't get me out like stain (uh)
Cah me grow tough and me know pain (ha)
Haters talk wid a bad tongue
Can't break me, tweedledee, so dumb
I'ma be a giant, fee-fi-fo-fum
Doing it so big, like Drake, I'm on one
My big bucks got me feeling so bossy
Like Lauryn Hill, me ah kill dem softly
This 'ya gyal rather fi be cold and naughty
'Cause if me too loyal, then it's gon' cost me

That's just how I'm feelin' (huh, yeah)
That's just how I'm feelin' (that's how me feel, mmh)
Dawg, that's just how I'm feelin' (hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)
When I touch down, I'ma burn it all to the ground
Make sure the whole world feel it
That's just how I'm feelin'

Big boss, I'm a big baller
Up north, Rick Ross
I got the pump that'll make you jump
Don't you ever get it crisscrossed (jump)
Don't you ever get it crisscrossed (jump)
Don't you ever get it crisscrossed (jump)
I got the pump that'll make you jump (jump)
Don't you ever get it crisscrossed
Bet against me, that's a big loss (yeah)
You 'bout to find out what the, cost (yeah)
I find, then I get low, lift off
It ain't nothing to cut the, off
Stop frontin', don't let it get soft
Covered in your girl lipgloss
Wonder why I got the whole world pissed off

That's just how I'm feelin' (huh)
That's just how I'm feelin'
Dawg, that's just how I'm feelin'
When I touch down, I'ma burn it all to the ground
Make sure the whole world feel it
That's just how I'm feelin'