Felt.

[Intro] People commit suicide They don't have where they vent themselves You will have somebody if you do something wrong they'll say "Ah this thing you're doing is not good!" You must listen to people in life That's how life works It's all… It's all about love You cannot be an island... [Verse 1: UD] Look How can I cure this empty feeling drinking from full cups? Void's deep, trust me, I turned to money, lust and light drugs Second nature I overthink, I'm in shock, demeanour skeptic They say I make it up, highlights and contours, not no Fenty It seems that I am the one Striding blind with no pilot I knows the ropes, the air so pollen-filled I sneeze at guidance often Fixate on danger, sub-zero stares, I guise my options Anxious so long, cranes in disguise only build up my caution Disappearing confidence More bullshit? I'm tolerant Sorrow closer than my friends I feel depression hollering Lately my view is clouded Differences all look the same Been painting pictures of my future, hanging them in ancient frames This feeling's morbid and My hearts got more to give I felt down under yesterday What will tomorrow bring? I feel there's more to it My minds got more to give I felt down under yesterday What will tomorrow bring? [Hook: Mick Jenkins] Look I can feel the difference and shit look the same Depending on your instrument We might have to switch the frame I just hit my target I can't say its aim I felt that shit I felt that shit I felt that shit I can feel the difference and shit look the same Depending on your instrument We might have to switch the frame I just hit my target I can't say its aim I felt that shit I felt that shit I felt that shit [Verse 2: UD] Do your decision get validated by outcome? 4AM scrubbing plates, pay for features like How come Whispers in my ear, they do reaffirm I amount none Overly down to Earth I'm the ground's son 8 bars from Mick I couldn't try to write to em I run from challenge So every door locked though I got all the keys to make the right moves Warped lens, life hall of mirrors, you see what my eye do Ran from my fathers glasses but my action treat him idol If you eyeing me paranoia inside of me My mum slip motivation 'cross to me in every touch All the time we spend together come in bunches 'Cus I want hundreds My fear of failure is a hunch Fear that my little brother grow up with a grunge Cus you know the younger generation soak up like a sponge Nuclear family that'll detonate a tonne Stressed I don't do enough for my blood, that's everyone (of em) Fear that the fruit of my vine won't see the sunlight I'm on right now 20 minute set to shine right now Fear that I studied history but I'll repeat it Fear that my leaves kept me shaded and I believed them Afraid of complex, sowing deep while cutting stitches Academic balance tippin so I keep on switching My vices momentary, why am I stroking in Balbriggan? Toking on the strains, smoky vision come from my instrument [Hook: Mick Jenkins & Peace] Look I can feel the difference and shit look the same Depending on your instrument We might have to switch the frame I just hit my target I can't say its aim I felt that shit I felt that shit I felt that shit I can feel the difference and shit look the same Depending on your instrument We might have to switch the frame I just hit my target I can't say its aim I felt that shit I felt that shit I felt that shit [Refrain: Peace & Mick Jenkins] I felt that shit I felt that shit I felt that shit [Outro] The truth of the matter in life is you still have to thank God