Flip the feeling

[Intro]
Yeah, uh, turn the whole thing ‘round,
What feels right don’t always wear the crown,
What feels wrong might be the key you need,
Listen close while I plant that seed—

[Verse 1]
Sugar on the lips, yeah, it fade too quick,
Taste real sweet but it don’t ever stick,
Grind feel heavy, got you sore at night,
But the shine gon’ come when you put in the fight.
Sleepin’ in late feel easy, cool,
But it rob your time, make you play the fool,
Rise up early with your eyes blood-red,
But the bag get stacked when you move instead.

[Chorus]
Flip the feeling, turn it ‘round,
What go up might bring you down,
What feel low might lift you high,
Don’t trust the taste, don’t trust the eye.
Yeah, the hurt gon’ heal, the sweet gon’ fade,
The wrong feel right when the right feel strange,
That’s the twist, that’s the dealing,
Life hit different when you flip the feeling.

[Verse 2]
Drive-thru greasy, hit the spot too fast,
But it weigh you down, never built to last,
Greens feel plain, no thrill, no spice,
But they fuel your brain and they treat you nice.
New shoes crisp but they cut your stride,
Old kicks worn but they ride in time,
Short road easy but it cracks in two,
Long path tough but the view come true.

[Chorus]
Flip the feeling, turn it ‘round,
What go up might bring you down,
What feel low might lift you high,
Don’t trust the taste, don’t trust the eye.
Yeah, the hurt gon’ heal, the sweet gon’ fade,
The wrong feel right when the right feel strange,
That’s the twist, that’s the dealing,
Life hit different when you flip the feeling.

[Bridge]
Feel good now but the cost come later,
Feel bad first but the prize much greater,
Every disguise put the truth in lines,
Every heavy step still climb in time.

[Outro]
So I ride with the beat, keep the script reversed,
What feel like a gift might just be a curse,
What hurt for a season might crown your king,
Flip the feeling— that’s the song I sing.

Hip-Hop, Old School, 808s, deep bass, old school beat, old school flow, old school hip-hop smooth flow, male