How I Feel
The sun rising over mountains
I stay steady doubting
If I only had the money I'd just get to countin
There's a lot you can fit inside a rubber band
Whether shit goes right or wrong it's part of the plan
And I rely too much on marijuana plants
I want the girl that I love to join me in a dance
Spend a couple hours a week writing to YouTube beats
Haven't went to ball in so long there's cracks on my sneaks
I wish I knew when my life was gonna reach the peak
She told me to close my eyes when she change but I took a peek
A soaking wet towel layin on the floor
motivations behind my goals sit behind the wooden door
How I feel
They asking me how I feel
I been goin crazy and I still don't have a deal
Speedin on the road with smoke Comin of the wheels
They ask me what I am and all I say is real
Surrounded by tire marks
I'm swimming with the sharks
They said that I would give it up but I played it smart
This is just a part of me
That's what they need to see
I be on stage sweating crazy through my thrifted tee
I get the hands shakin and the ass clappin
I just wanna change the world like Eric Clapton
A postseason performer like New York's captain
If you don't take the leap of faith it just won't happen
Some days time moves slower then snails
Getting smacked across the head like I got hit with hail
But together I swear that we can rise up
I been wearing three crowns on my head just call me cooper kupp
How I feel
They asking me how I feel
I been goin crazy and I still don't have a deal
Speedin on the road with smoke Comin of the wheels
They ask me what I am and all I say is real
My chest pounds the speakers been playin loud
I wanna be the one who gets noticed in a crowd
Go inside the clubs and buy my friends a couple rounds
This music might mean shit to someone but to me it's profound
It's just nostalgia from a past life
Memories of tryin to cut the tension with a butter knife
When you look back it feels like it was by design
But I been used by too many hoes I swear they were trife
You ain't a fuckin wife
But one day I'll find the right one
I just wanna win a couple Grammys hope I earn one
I be shootin threes right of the check in the one and one
You gonna have to kill me if you want me to be done
This is my run
I stay steady doubting
If I only had the money I'd just get to countin
There's a lot you can fit inside a rubber band
Whether shit goes right or wrong it's part of the plan
And I rely too much on marijuana plants
I want the girl that I love to join me in a dance
Spend a couple hours a week writing to YouTube beats
Haven't went to ball in so long there's cracks on my sneaks
I wish I knew when my life was gonna reach the peak
She told me to close my eyes when she change but I took a peek
A soaking wet towel layin on the floor
motivations behind my goals sit behind the wooden door
How I feel
They asking me how I feel
I been goin crazy and I still don't have a deal
Speedin on the road with smoke Comin of the wheels
They ask me what I am and all I say is real
Surrounded by tire marks
I'm swimming with the sharks
They said that I would give it up but I played it smart
This is just a part of me
That's what they need to see
I be on stage sweating crazy through my thrifted tee
I get the hands shakin and the ass clappin
I just wanna change the world like Eric Clapton
A postseason performer like New York's captain
If you don't take the leap of faith it just won't happen
Some days time moves slower then snails
Getting smacked across the head like I got hit with hail
But together I swear that we can rise up
I been wearing three crowns on my head just call me cooper kupp
How I feel
They asking me how I feel
I been goin crazy and I still don't have a deal
Speedin on the road with smoke Comin of the wheels
They ask me what I am and all I say is real
My chest pounds the speakers been playin loud
I wanna be the one who gets noticed in a crowd
Go inside the clubs and buy my friends a couple rounds
This music might mean shit to someone but to me it's profound
It's just nostalgia from a past life
Memories of tryin to cut the tension with a butter knife
When you look back it feels like it was by design
But I been used by too many hoes I swear they were trife
You ain't a fuckin wife
But one day I'll find the right one
I just wanna win a couple Grammys hope I earn one
I be shootin threes right of the check in the one and one
You gonna have to kill me if you want me to be done
This is my run
Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Fine
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