Dave East – Know How I Feel (feat. Mary J. Blige)


[Dave East:]
Yeah
My mic sound good
Believe it or not
Karma

[Mary J. Blige:]
The only way I can heal (You know how I feel)
You know I always keep it real (You know how I feel)
Pour out my heart and my soul (You know how I feel)
It’s no other way I really know (You know how I feel)

[Dave East:]
I know how it feel (Uh)
Before Nas, I ain’t know ’bout a deal (I didn’t)
We was moving, I ain’t know ’bout the pills (Not yet)
You don’t know about bills (Nah)
This life is real, you don’t know ’bout the field (Real)
My man got life, I told him chill and just try to appeal (Appeal it)
They think this money make it all good, how? (How?), things changed
Spend too much time in the hood now, know I could get killed (I know)
I’m in and out it like a robbery, might stop for a meal (I might)
Streets tricky, the way they did Nipsey, shit shocked me for real (Neighborhood)
I’m seein’ demons in my sleep, shit got me plottin’ to kill (Plottin’)
Stay quiet, indictments coming, this is not just a drill (Shh)
I ain’t think that lean was real unless I’m poppin’ the seal
Bottom niggas, we ain’t stopping ’til it’s top of the hill

Why the fake live a long time and the real die? (Why?)
They ain’t got no morals, they ain’t got nothin’ they live by (Nothin’)
Seen a fiend from 2005, said she still high
I ain’t have a dollar in my pocket, I was still fly
Nigga, I was still fresh
If you take a walk in my shoes, shit, that’s a real test
You never seen your man on the news or witness real death
I ain’t seen that bitch in three summers, she said she still wet
She know how I feel

[Mary J. Blige:]
The only way I can heal (You know how I feel)
You know I always keep it real (You know how I feel)
Pour out my heart and my soul (You know how I feel)
It’s no other way I really know (You know how I feel)

[Dave East:]
She know how I feel, imagine being offered a deal (Imagine)
To tell on your mans, why the fuck you talking for real? (Why you talkin’)
The whole court room white, shit get awkward for real (All white)
You thinking ten, the judge offer the will
You hope your lawyer get killed (Kill ’em)
I don’t even know how that feel (I don’t)
Askin’ me questions, I don’t know ’bout that deal
If I ever have a son, I just hope that he real (I hope)
If I ever pass him a gun I just hope that he kill
Hope he don’t know it feel
Hope he don’t know ’bout the pills (I hope)
Hope he don’t know ’bout the coke, he don’t know ’bout the drills (I hope)
Hope he know to grow, hope he know how to build (Let’s build, nigga)
Hope he got that look in his face where they know he for real (Deadass)
Let him know he from a long line of gangsters (Gangsters)
Let him know to keep his eyes on his own paper (Paper)
Niggas’ll get close to you just to see what you makin’ (That’s right)
Know your dad knew real shottas, niggas thought he was Jamaican (Bomboclaat)
Make sure my daughter stay away from y’all sons (Y’all)
I went to DC, got put on to We Are One in Solbiato (I remember)
First-class flight from LA, pack of Gelato
Netflix got me, can’t stop watching El Chapo (Chapo)
Free Ralo, free Gato
Walk up out of nowhere, I feel like Wallo
Alias Don Pablo, studied the narcos
I’m drinkin’ ’til the bar close
Never stop, one day, we gotta all go (Rollin’)

[Mary J. Blige:]
Not afraid to see how it feel
Not afraid to feel something real
What’s goin’ on in the world today?
Bein’ desensitized just don’t feel right
Don’t wanna be an empty shell
My life’s worth goin’ through some hell
I never fail, it’s just information
So I don’t end up in the same location
Repeated myself like I’m insane
No growth, no change, but be ashamed
I wanna learn to be more patient
Learn how to get through all this temptation
I don’t know if I would ever have kids
Don’t want them to know what a broken heart is
I wish that when I close my eyes
Wish I could sleep straight through the night
I don’t wanna be overthinking
Don’t wanna end up always drinking
It’s just a waste of my time
But when the fight for my life gets so hard I can cry
Sometimes I wish it didn’t feel nothing right

[Dave East:]
Why the fake live a long time and the real die? (Why?)
They ain’t got no morals, they ain’t got nothin’ they live by (Nothin’)
Seen a fiend from 2005, said she still high
I ain’t have a dollar in my pocket, I was still fly
Nigga, I was still fresh
If you take a walk in my shoes, shit, that’s a real test
You never seen your man on the news or witness real death
I ain’t seen that bitch in three summers, she said she still wet
She know how I feel

[Mary J. Blige:]
The only way I can heal (You know how I feel)
You know I always keep it real (You know how I feel)
Pour out my heart and my soul (You know how I feel)
It’s no other way I really know (You know how I feel)


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