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letra de what a feeling - flvme (sa)

[intro: flvme]
smokin’ on this gas sh-t got my eyes real low
i be goin’ hard until the night is gone (yeah)

[verse 1: flvme]
puttin’ in the work, i can’t relax
i know n-ggas waitin’ on the boy to crash
gotta do my thing and get my cash ’cause i know they won’t stop ’til they see me in a casket
ain’t gon’ rest until a n-gga vanish
wanna see me disappear but this ain’t magic
b-tch it’s real life and it ain’t that sh-t
and this time i might jus’ be the realest that i have been
flew my n-ggas out the country with me, we h-lla busy
i been gettin’ money from some people that’s tryna see me
drop my last tape, when i land that sh-t hit me differеnt
woke up to the ocean in thе morning like ‘what a feeling” (hey)
back to my ways
watch your favourite artist hop right back on to the wave
i ain’t even start, b-tch, i still got a long way
so f-ck what they say, b-tch, i’m on top of my game
{chorus: flvme}
and i’m, not to be played with, i ain’t the guy
f-ck with me my n-gga, it’s finna slide
and trust me they ain’t finna play this time
smokin’ on this gas sh-t got my eyes real low
cold sh-t ’round my neck, feel like an ice cream truck
i be goin’ hard until the night is gone
do it from the top, b-tch, i don’t write these songs
i’ve been strong yeah

[verse 2: mellow don picasso]
i been on my knees, with all these shackles on my feet
never foldin’, b-tch, i’m standin’ on my feet
and all these stories that you hear about in the streets, keep ’em discreet
run your mouth and lose your t–th, no direction with so much speed

[verse 3: kewand]
trust me we gon’ take off, me and the migos workin’ till dawn
gettin’ to the cheese, the parmesan
sh-t that i be on (woah)
i know some n-ggas wanna see us gone
(want us to react, we don’t respond)
just know that nothin’ ever last forever
i can’t waste no time, i gotta go sn-tch it, now or never
diamonds come from pressure
blood, sweat and tears what endured through my endeavours
ain’t nothin’ that i fear, i done overcame the devil
[verse 4: mellow don picasso]
and there is only one “i” like fetty wap
elevator eyes but all these stares will never stop
done chasin’ a b-tch, i’m running after the decimals
and yeah she on my d-ck, she treat that sh-t like a pedestal
f-ck with me (you must not know that)

{chorus: flvme}
and i’m, not to be played with, i ain’t the guy
f-ck with me my n-gga, it’s finna slide
and trust me they ain’t finna play this time
smokin’ on this gas sh-t got my eyes real low
cold sh-t ’round my neck, feel like an ice cream truck
i be goin’ hard until the night is gone
do it from the top, b-tch, i don’t write these songs
i’ve been strong yeah

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