How Does It Feel?

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[Intro]
How does it feel to be loved?

[Verse 1]
I just landed on this earth today
Heard some people acting crazy over something strange
Brothers be paying for diamonds that they can't afford
Just to keep up the appearance for a polaroid
All I see is something crazy I don't understand
Ladies making babies just to keep a man
Fellas chasing Stellas when they got a Pam
They go from Stephanie to Bethany
From definitely to never be so

[Hook]
(How does it feel to be loved?)
Oh, how does it feel?
That's what they say
Ooo, must be insane, oh yeah
(How does it feel to be loved?)
Somebody has gotta tell me, yeah, oh yeah

[Verse 2]
It goes timeline, swipe right
Deep like five times
Don't know what it sounds like
But someone told me it's a little Marvin with some candle light
A little ocean on the weekend with a can of Sprite
I mean I love 'em white
Ooo, love is such a mystery
I'm so perplexed by all the things my eyes have let me see
People think that love is things like physicality
When in reality it's meant to hold you down like gravity

[Hook]
(How does it feel to be loved?)
How does it feel to be loved?
That's what they say
Oh my, must be insane, oh yeah
(How does it feel to be loved?)
How does it feel, how does it feel? Yeah

[Bridge]
You see now
How am I supposed to find love?
(How am I supposed to find love?)
If I don't understand love (If I don't understand love)
How am I supposed to be loved?
(How am I supposed to be loved?)
Ooh (ooh)
And if I have to buy love (and if I have to buy love)
Then I don't really want love (then I don't really want love)
If this is what it means
The fighting and the screams
You want dependency
I need sincerity, oh
(How does it feel to be loved?)
I gotta know, I ain't too sure
Somebody tell me, how does it feel to be loved? Yeah

[Hook]
(How does it feel to be loved?)
I just wanna know, yeah
I just gotta know, yeah
How does it feel?
How does it feel to be loved?
Oh my
(How does it feel to be loved?)

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