British rapper and producer Feng is sitting at a table in the back of Lower East Side Filipino staple Kalye, sipping a magenta-hued horchata. The 20-year-old is mostly soft-spoken, sinking into a dark hoodie with “heaven” written across the front. But when the conversation turns to his work, he lights up. His tone becomes emphatic.

Despite his age, there’s a maturity in the way Feng talks about his music — he is meticulous about the creative world he’s building. “I used to be scared of what people thought of me,” he says. “And then as you practice just doing shit and not giving a fuck, you end up not giving a fuck.” 

“All these people can tell me what to make and try to direct my artistic vision,” he adds, shrugging. “But I don’t care.” 

Feng’s vision is specific. Although he has been discussed alongside such fellow UK underground acts as EsDeeKid and Fakemink, his sunny disposition and self-described “colorful punk” aesthetic set him apart from more brooding acts. He’s most comfortable in skinny jeans and Vans and tie-dye. He doodles on his shoes and jackets and shirts — graffiti-style hieroglyphics in Sharpie. He’s a fan of rainbow head scarves and beaded necklaces that might have been at home in the 1970s. And he is approachable — his listeners and collaborators don’t feel like they have to be a part of a scene to get into his sound. “His music feels inclusive,” says Isaac Buitrago, a photographer who has become part of Feng’s circle. “It stands out because it’s raw, unique, and relatable.”

“He’s not playing a character at all,” adds Lakepine, a producer who has similarly been pulled into Feng’s orbit. “He’s really himself. I think [that’s] what separates him [from everyone else]. It’s rare to see.” 

The rest of Feng’s world reflects this same ethos: hand-drawn illustrations layered over tour posters in fluorescent colors, and music videos in which he and his friends don MGMT-style neon masks. Each element comes back to Feng himself, who is minutely involved with every step of the process. “All the tour posters — we gave out wristbands at every show specialized for each stop — that was him,” says Buitrago, who has been on the road with the musician since his Rolling Loud Orlando show. “The whole process of coming up with covers and lyrics, making the music, the raw creative process, it’s all him.” 

Clearly, Feng’s listeners can tell. Which is perhaps why he’s become so popular so quickly, especially among a generation that craves realness. The musician self-released his first EP, What The Feng, in 2025, blending bright beats, optimistic lyrics, and the euphoric rush of adolescence into 10 cloud rap tracks. A year later, in February 2026, Feng dropped the highly anticipated Weekend Rockstar, again on his own label. The pair of releases set him on a star course; his eclectic sound and grassroots momentum made him one of the standard bearers of the UK’s growing underground rap scene. This summer he headlined his first US tour, which rapidly sold out across the country. Now, he’s gearing up to release another body of work, expanding his influence globally.