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letra de what you been up to? - artificial records

[intro: travis scott]
(falling from the sky)
(falling from the sky)

[verse 1: quavo]
we going
we going up
the whole team
it’s only us
and they just bite on me so my pockets get swollen
(swollen)
a bad b-tch throwing up
can’t feel my feet but the gang still pouring up
(pour up)
everyday run it up
need me a sh-lly-ann b-tch that’ll run it up
shoot for the stars, joining me on the ridе
which one the lambo or wraith, can’t decidе
feet on the ground but i’m still getting high
and it feel like i’m gon’ fall from the sky
it’s not what they say
they ain’t feeling your vibe
floating away and i’m closing my eyes
flirting with death
i can see the grim reaper
over the hills and i still see his scythe

too high for the evening
she gon’ open up wide, put a bean in
she gon’ take another sip for the feeling
and she got me doing tricks, ron weasley
and she got her own tricks, hermione
on my way to the sky
come and find me
on our level, oh nah that’s unlikely
i cannot trip ’bout no b-tch, that’s unlike me

[chorus: travis scott]
floatin’, floatin’, my head floatin’
got my n-ggas toting the pistol, it bang
i’m chosen
closing all these deals
gas is way too potent
choking you to sp-ce
yeah
i’m outside, on the south-side
up in h town where you can’t go
cause ain’t no one controlling me
i need to know what you been up to
we need to get away just us two
shooting for the stars, aiming for the moon yuh
[verse 2: travis scott]
bag on my head, now i’m switching up
think i’m saving my life when i’m taking drugs
but it’s k!lling me slowly, feeling numb
they say magic come out on the things i touch
i’m tryna slide
so i’m taking flight
they pray for this life
it’s not over night
this took me some time
so don’t act like you don’t know why you not over here
its more than you see
this life is more than you could ever imagine
can’t f-ck with hoes that made out of plastic
good or bad weather, don’t matter i’ll manage
you gotta get on my level
pushing the gas, i’m slammin’ the peddle
run this sh-t back
i came from the ghetto
hit with no flash diamonds in the bezzel

mid way while we talkin’
me and shawty been fallin’
f-ck whoever been calling
we geekin’
i got everything
show you h-lla things
we got everything
[outro]
(falling from the sky)
(falling from the sky)

- artificial records

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