Wax, Anderson, Paak - Feels Good lyrics

I'm addicted to these beats
A slave to the rhythm
Sometimes my home studio becomes
My own prison
I'm thankful I've been given this
Crazy life I'm living
But the walls get closer when
You constantly within them
I get driven insane
My brain gets a little blurry
Groundhog Day I start to
Feel like Bill Murray
I still worry about my own mental health
But when I'm on tour man I check myself
I did a show last week
In a town called Houston
Met a young fan who told me
That my songs moved him
Said that when he listens to them
That they talk to him
Cause the same problems that
He's going though I've gone through them
I guess we're all human
And not that different
And compared to myself my
Music is more significant
So when he asked me how I feel
I kept it real when I told him the deal
I said it feels good

Yeah that's that right there
And it feels so good to be around
You know the high when you walking in
The sky both feet on a cloud
It just feels so good, feels so good
Feels so good, can't be mad about it

This rat race'll make you move
At such a hurried pace
You'll forget to stop and
Appreciate you current place
Man I'm trying to look around more
Treasure the sound more when I
Hear the crowd roar
I know talented musicians on the ground floor
Looking up at me like what the
Fuck you feeling down for
How come compared to smiling
You always frown more
Pussy I'm at UPS working
Wearing these brown shorts
So now I take it to heart
And come from a different angle
When I'm making my art
My shit might never make it to a chart
But of this rap game that ain't
Never been my favorite part
So every new day that I start off by bitchin'
I think of all the dishes
In the restaurant kitchen
That I used to wash to get a meal
And re-evaluate how I feel and it feels good

Yeah that's that right there
And it feels so good to be around
You know the high when you walking in
The sky both feet on a cloud
It just feels so good, feels so good
Feels so good, can't be mad about it

I count my blessings like a
Salad chef counts his dressings
And always find the smallest
Are the best things
A song that takes away the
Shit that stress brings with my man E
Greatest on the boards like chess kings
Tell the dudes from the label I'll
Have food on my table
Regardless, thick skin you can't scar this
You harmless
You ain't the reason that I started this
You ask me how I feel
I say I'm motherfucking marvelous
Everything that I build, all home grown
IKEA we assembling our own thrones
Glass jaws gonna fall when they throw stones
We crush rocks with titanium nose bones
You ain't gonna fuckin take
Out Mike Jones homes
And when they put in the old folks home
And ask me how I feel there
I pop a wheelie on my wheelchair and
Tell them that it feels good

Yeah that's that right there
And it feels so good to be around
You know the high when you walking in
The sky both feet on a cloud
It just feels so good, feels so good
Feels so good, can't be mad about it

(yeah) so back in 2008
I did an album with my
Man EOM called Liquid Courage
EOM is responsible as well for the
Track you're hearing right now
Anyway, on that album, on the first song
I said that if that album failed I would
Move to Hawaii and drink till I die
Well it's 5 years later and I've
Never even been to Hawaii
I'd love to go there, I've
Always dreamed of going there
I'm sure it's a beautiful place
But that album wasn't a failure
And nothing I've ever done
Has been a failure
It's just some shit I did
And the next thing I do will just be another
Thing that adds on to that pile of shit
So I'd like to end this album
Appropriately by proposing another toast
To all my people listening
All my people helped me along the way
My friends, my families, my fellow musicians
Cheers, cheers to failure, drink up
And be safe out there