Feelings Don't Feel (feat. Mick Jenkins)

Tell me how I'm gon' get back
What to do when the feeling don't feel new
Just tell me how I'm gon' get back
Summertimes don't feel like they used to
Tell me how I'm gon' get back
What to do when the feeling don't feel new
Just tell me how I'm gon' get back
Summertimes don't feel like they used to

Black Milk Verse 1
Why we all feeling ashamed
Why we all acting like we not feeling the same
Frontin' like the fear ain't never came
Safer with a mask, cosplay
Every day is Halloween, fiend
Tell em what's the cost
Every dime spent
Bosses on ya phone
Lot of false advertisement
Waste time, most times
How the time's spent
No matter the context
Art turned to content
Sides flip
Good goes bad real fast
When push comes to shove like a mosh pit
Used to be never talked about how it used to be
Before and after, like it's two of me
Tryna get back

Mick Jenkins Verse
We talk about the way it was
But them days is was
That's the way it is
Play the shit by ear
Tell me what you heard
Back when n*ggas knew they math
They'd say what's the word
And then they'd bust some verbs
Actions preaching, bring me peaches
While y'all touching herb
Ashes on the curb
The boy was only 17
I thought he'd live and learn
He never been to Medellín
So how he'd get the weight
His n*ggas hold the same dreams
Even at his wake
They eat it like it's not the shit that they regurgitate
I can't relate
And most the time
That shit just hurt to hear
It work a nerve
I'm no chauffeur
But no I'm purpose driven
Can't work in fear
That's word to State Farm
The urge is different
I can't stay long
Not a shooter
He more Draymond
They got the truth behind the paywall
While the clowns sell you Avon

Black Milk Verse 2
Told by a friend
Let's get back to work
Enjoying days off
Didn't think I could
Reading messages, N*gga where you been?
Other messages, Yo, I hope you good.
Trying to clear my head from the clutter
Some days sunshine
Some days suffer
Some days on top of the world
Some days under
Some days wonder
If we ever get to do this all over again
What'd change
Take me back just to re-arrange
Still wouldn't complain
Feel like every eye on me
Praise, accolades
Still feeling anxiety
Stayed on the low
Just trying to get to the higher me
Life can be a lot
Or feel like the lottery
Jackpot
Over for the sorrow
New memories turn to old memories tomorrow