how u feel? Lyrics by Destroy Lonely is the latest English song produced by ssort & Carter Bryson. how u feel? lyrics are written by Destroy Lonely, ssort & Carter Bryson. The song was published on 5th May 2023.
how u feel? Song Details:
Song: | how u feel? |
Singer(s): | Destroy Lonely |
Produced by: | ssort & Carter Bryson |
Written by: | Destroy Lonely, ssort & Carter Bryson |
Label(©): | Interscope Records & Opium |
how u feel? Lyrics
Some say, “Nightmares are dreams perverted”
I told them, “It wasn’t a nightmare,” but they don’t believe me
Huh (Huh), how you feel? (How you feel?)
Baby, I feel fine (I feel fine)
I need more dollar signs (Dollar signs)
But you came right on time (Right on time)
Can we turn off all these lights? (All these lights?)
Can I roll up, get a lil’ high? (Get a lil’ high?)
Every time I look in your eyes (Look in your eyes)
I look away mesmerized
And you shine brighter than the stars that decorate the night sky (The night sky)
And all I rock is flawless diamonds, I hope you don’t mind (Hope you don’t mind)
And I promise to keep you close, if you promise you’re mine (Promise you’re mine)
And I been lapped them, no, it’s not close, I crossed the finish line (The finish line)
Yeah, I look like a supermodel, and all my draws is Calvin Klein
Yeah, my baby, she built like a bottle, and I’m finna take a sip right now
Yeah, I’m pourin’ some lines out the bottle, and I’m finna take a sip right now
Yeah, and I probably won’t see you tomorrow ’cause I’m finna take a trip right now
Yeah, I’ve been gone
I lost my mind, and I’m tryna find my way back home
Baby, I’m a real Rolling Stone
I’ve been changed, I don’t do phones (Phones)
I won’t talk until the case closed (Closed)
Fuck 12, nigga, free my bros
I got a problem with keepin’ my clothes (Clothes)
And all my swag, they stole (Stole)
You can keep it, I don’t want it (Don’t want it)
And I’d throw all this shit away if I can’t give it to none of my homies (Yeah)
And I’d throw all this shit away if I can’t give it to none of my bitches (My bitches)
If a n!gga talk down on my gang, then he gon’ leave here with some stitches (Stitches, huh)
How you feel? (How you feel?)
Baby, I feel fine (I feel fine)
I need more dollar signs (More dollar signs)
But you came right on time
Can we turn off all these lights?
Can I roll up, get a lil’ high?
Every time I look in your eyes (Look in your eyes)
I look away mesmerized (Mesmerized)
And you shine brighter than the stars that decorate the night sky (Yeah)
And all I rock is flawless diamonds, I hope you don’t mind (Hope you don’t mind)
And I promise to keep you close, if you promise you’re mine (Yeah)
And I been lapped them, no, it’s not close, I crossed the finish line (The finish line)
And I’m not tellin’ lies
Got a mask on, no disguise
And the old me already died
Keep it on me, on my side
If you know me, know I’m fried
And I love you if you ridin’
And the doors in my brand-new ride
Go up, they suicide
I was geeked off all them Roxies, livin’ on the top floor in the Roxy
And my life done’ changed so promptly, cameras flashing, paparazzi
And I only sip on Wockhardt and Tris to make me nauseous
And I always go hard, these niggas goin’ hardly (Yes)
I just bought her Goyard, she ride me like a Harley (Yes)
I told her she a superstar, and I just think she gnarly
Me and my gang in here, this a rich-nigga party
She brought her gang in here, this a bad-bitches party
I’m a raver but a real rockstar
Please, can we get guitars?
I’m an alien but not from Mars
And these niggas trap too hard
She playin’, baby, don’t you start (Huh)
Please don’t make this hard
I go NBA, but I’m not Vince Carter
That just mean I’m ballin’ and my money larger (Yes)
Feel fine (I feel fine)
I need more dollar signs (More dollar signs)
But you came right on time (Get back)
Can we turn off all these lights? (Lights)
Can I roll up, get a lil’ high? (Lil’ high)
Every time I look in your eyes (Look in your eyes)
I look away mesmerized (Look mesmerized)
And you shine brighter than the stars that decorate the night sky (The night sky)
And all I rock is flawless diamonds, I hope you don’t mind (Hope you don’t mind)
And I promise to keep you close, if you promise you’re mine (It’s lit)
And I been lapped them, no, it’s not close, I crossed the finish line (The finish line)