LOVING LIFE AGAIN [Intro] Somebody said they loving life again I scrolled past it, kept refreshing my numbers [Verse 1] Dashboard was my morning prayer, playlist adds like a pulse Dropped a gimmick every Tuesday, caption bait results Studio felt like a content factory, product rate Mix notes piling up but none of it was mine Seven features in a month couldn't name a single line Followers ticking but the room was getting thin Traded every honest take for algorithmic discipline [Pre-Chorus] This ain't what I pictured when I bought the mic Thought I'd feel it by now but it don't feel right [Chorus] I'm loving life again, woke up and the bed was made Cooked something real, called my mama, didn't check the page Loving life again, small room but the windows open One good session and my chest ain't heavy that's the moment [Verse 2] Clip went messy take I almost trashed Someone screen-recorded it hundred thousand in a flash Comments saying do more like that but that wasn't me Bad angle on a Tuesday accidental energy Label DMs sliding in with let's discuss the brand Staring at my hands like nah this wasn't planned Pressure to repeat a moment I was trying to forget Every new post felt like signing someone else's debt [Pre-Chorus] This ain't what I pictured and the numbers proved it twice Gave the algorithm everything except my actual life [Chorus] I'm loving life again, woke up and the bed was made Cooked something real, called my mama, didn't check the page Loving life again, small room but the windows open One good session and my chest ain't heavy that's the moment [Verse 3] Burnout tasted like cold coffee and a locked screen Studio chair felt like a sentence not a dream Almost packed the hard drive sold the interface Scrolled the loving life again trend and made a face Watched it twice then a third time slow Somebody's random Tuesday looking like a glow Hated that it moved me hated what it meant Simplest little victory was the whole event [Bridge] Used to side-eye anybody posting joy Called it corny called it soft called it a decoy Sitting in the dark refreshing stats at 2 AM The only one performing was me [Verse 4] Used the sound not for flex just a regular clip Good session clean apartment family trip Comments hit different yo this feel like my morning DMs saying I needed this no clout just warming Small numbers but the names kept coming back Same forty people real names not a bot pack [Verse 5] New metric did I smile when I left the booth Did the verse say something close to what I know is true Playlist adds don't measure whether your cousin called To say she played it at the cookout and the backyard stalled Phone stays in the bag the session tape is rolling Walk out the studio smiling nobody controlling [Chorus] I'm loving life again, woke up and the bed was made Cooked something real, called my mama, didn't check the page Loving life again, small room but the windows open One good session and my chest ain't heavy that's the moment Loving life, loving life, loving life again [Outro] Left the studio forgot the phone on the desk That's the whole point Loop I'm loving life again, woke up and the bed was made. Cooked something real, called my mama, didn't check the page. Loving life again, small room but the windows open. One good session and my chest ain't heavy that's the moment.
