Testo Know How I Feel - Dave East feat. Mary J. Blige
Testo della canzone Know How I Feel (Dave East feat. Mary J. Blige), tratta dall'album Karma 3
Yeah (Triple S)
My mic sound good? (Oh, oh)
Believe it or not (Shoefly, baby)
Karma
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)
There's no other way I really know (You know how I feel)
I know how it feel (Uh)
Before Nas, I ain't know 'bout a deal (I didn't)
Niggas movin', I ain't know 'bout the pills (I didn't)
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 change, spent too much time in the
Hood, now I know I can get killed (I know)
I'm in and out it like a robbery
Might stop for a meal (Stop for a meal)
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 comin', this is not just a drill (Shh)
I ain't think that lean was real unless I'm poppin' the seal
Bottom nigga, we ain't stoppin' 'til it's top of the hill
Why the fake live a long time and the real die?
They ain't got no morals, they ain't got nothin' they live by
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 (Uh)
If you take a walk in my shoes, shit, that's a real test (For real)
You never seen your man on the news or witnessed real death
I ain't seen that bitch in three summers
She said she still wet (Still wet)
She know how I feel
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)
There's no other way I really know (You know how I feel)
She know how I feel
Imagine bein' offered a deal (Imagine)
To tell on your mans, why the fuck you
Talkin' for real? (Why you talkin'?)
The whole courtroom white, shit get awkward for real (Why you white?)
You thinkin' tempt the judge off of the will
Or you hope your lawyer get killed (Kill that nigga)
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 (Shoot that nigga)
Hope he don't know how it feel (Uh)
Hope he don't know 'bout the pills (I hope)
Hope he don't know 'bout the niggas
He don't know 'bout the drills (I hope)
Hope he know how to grow, hope he know how to build (I hope)
Hope he got that look in his face
Where they know he for real (Dead ass)
Let him know he from a long line of gangsters (Gangsters)
Let him know to keep his eyes on his own paper (Paper)
Niggas get close to you just to see what you makin' (That's right)
Know your dad knew real shottas, nigga
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 L.A., pack of Gelato
Netflix got me, can't stop watchin' El Chapo (Chapo)
Free Ralo, free Gato
Walk up out of nowhere, I feel like Wallo, alias Don Pablo (Pablo)
Studied the narcos, I'ma drink until the bar close
Never stop, one day, we gotta all go (Rollin')
Not afraid to say how I feel
Not afraid to feel somethin' 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
Repeating myself like I'm insane
No growth, no change, but feel shame
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 overthinkin'
Don't wanna end up always drinkin'
It's just a waste of my time
But when the fight for my life get so hard, I can cry
Sometimes I wish it didn't feel nothin' right
Why the fake live a long time and the real die?
They ain't got no morals, they ain't got nothin' they live by
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 (Uh)
If you take a walk in my shoes, shit, that's a real test (For real)
You never seen your man on the news or witnessed real death
I ain't seen that bitch in three summers
She said she still wet (Still wet)
She know how I feel
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)
There's no other way I really know (You know how I feel)
Credits
Writer(s): Mary J. Blige, Anthony Newley, Leslie Bricusse, William Adams, Keith Ernesto Harris
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