Intuition (feat. Eric Bellinger)

I feel like I'm walking in the sky, whoa whoa
Yesterday tears were in my eyes, whoa whoa
Was a bad day, yeah I've been there before but
I keep my head up so I don't have those anymore, I
Made a choice to be the best that I could ever be
Gotta stay positive, ignore the negativity

I'm gonna follow my intuition
Telling myself to listen
Everything's gonna be okay
It's gonna be a good day
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
It's gonna be a good day
Follow my intuition
It's gonna be a good day

I gotta go with what feels right, whoa whoa
Don't always need a reason why, whoa whoa
What's the problem compared to
The weight of the world
Quit trying to please every
Man, woman, boy and girl
Better pick up the pace
There ain't no time to waste
Tomorrow's never promised
So I started living for today

I'm gonna follow my intuition
Telling myself to listen
Everything's gonna be okay
It's gonna be a good day
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
It's gonna be a good day
Follow my intuition
It's gonna be a good day

All I know is that I just gotta let go
Let it come back, it's always easy to know
But sometimes it just gets so confusing
Feel like I don't know what I'm doing
But I trust my hear in any way
Cause could be better at, at everything
You see what's meant to be is gonna happen
You know it's gonna be a good day

I'm gonna follow my intuition
I said it's gonna be a good day
Everything's gonna be okay
It's gonna be a good day
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
It's gonna be a good day
Follow my intuition
It's gonna be a good day

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
It's gonna be a good day
Follow my intuition

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