How's It Supposed to Feel
(How's it supposed to feel?)
(How's it supposed to feel?)
Never break, always fight
Never quit, do it right
Play the game, win at life
Have no shame, there's no time
Feel the pain, live the grind
I could change in my mind
Pick a lane, commit and climb
The only way to win at life
I never miss, that's fact
Taking big swings, bitch, hand me the bat
Put me in the ring, you'll go out in a bag
'Cause I sing what I mean, and I bring it to the mat
Like, ain't got time to kill, I got time to fill
I took the red pill
I know life's short, so I wanna live real, but
How's it supposed to feel?
How's it supposed to feel?
How's it supposed to feel?
How's it supposed to feel?
(How's it supposed to feel?)
They wanna say my name, but they holding back
They wanna say they hate, but they know it's cap
I ain't play no games, I just do, that's fact
And I don't feel no shame, it's a mood you lack
I go crazy, nah bitch, I ain't lazy
Track after track, I work on this shit daily
Pass me the jack, writer's fuel got me hazy
'Bout to unpack all these dreams I've been chasing
I got visions in my head like memories after death
To be a legend instead of something you can forget
I'm living up every breath, I'd rather lead than be led
I'll fill the seats, as I spread, with every word that I've said
How's it supposed to feel?
How's it supposed to feel?
How's it supposed to feel?
(How's it supposed to feel?)
Never break, always fight
Never quit, do it right
Play the game, win at life
Have no shame, there's no time
Feel the pain, live the grind
I could change in my mind
Pick a lane, commit and climb
The only way to win at life
I never miss, that's fact
Taking big swings, bitch, hand me the bat
Put me in the ring, you'll go out in a bag
'Cause I sing what I mean, and I bring it to the mat
Like, ain't got time to kill, I got time to fill
I took the red pill
I know life's short, so I wanna live real, but
How's it supposed to feel?
How's it supposed to feel?
How's it supposed to feel?
How's it supposed to feel?
(How's it supposed to feel?)
They wanna say my name, but they holding back
They wanna say they hate, but they know it's cap
I ain't play no games, I just do, that's fact
And I don't feel no shame, it's a mood you lack
I go crazy, nah bitch, I ain't lazy
Track after track, I work on this shit daily
Pass me the jack, writer's fuel got me hazy
'Bout to unpack all these dreams I've been chasing
I got visions in my head like memories after death
To be a legend instead of something you can forget
I'm living up every breath, I'd rather lead than be led
I'll fill the seats, as I spread, with every word that I've said
How's it supposed to feel?
How's it supposed to feel?
How's it supposed to feel?
Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Christopher Horth
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