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letra de success is a feeling - louie ray

[intro]
success is just a feeling, what you call-
success is just a feeling, what you call-
aight

[verse]
success is just a feeling, what you call regret?
you currest n-ggas not to come to flint, ’cause it is not safe
blow the weed by the elbow, i got a pot face
i could still push the water with me, ’cause it got taste
n-ggas wanna bring me down, i see it in they face
forcin’ me to ride illegally, hit me with a case
i was watchin’ n-ggas gettin’ food, i ain’t get a plate
i’ma f-ck her good and feed her more, she gon’ get a shave
i’ma probly’ work her out for real, she gon’ get in shape
she ain’t got no stomach to her, sittin’ on thе waist
told her “walk in front of me, i wanna see you shake”
i donе ran into a lot of sh-t since i done been out away
alright
always bouncin’ right back, never mia
can’t forget why we came here, n-gga gradiate
you can’t just stay a petty hustler, gotta graduate
i’m a animal i-
i’m a animal, you know, the ones they don’t congratulate
this one time i tried to make a thousand dollars every day
i knew i was a hustler, i just had to let it marinate
it’s about time, n-ggas had to let my section play
we came, new vvs’s, n-gga, check the date
we’ve been havin’ sold out shows, n-gga, catch a day
when it’s all said and done
i’m more than good, ’cause i’m next to great
she prolly livin’ out her best dream if she next to ray
i’m alert like i’m off caffeine when i hit the drank
hoes love to chase me to the room, i bought some baremates
they called the police ’cause of all the weed, i took the staircase
this was not a ordinary crime, i did it-
alright
this was not an organized crime, i did it bare-faced
b-tch bad, but she even badder with that hair laced
prolly used to call you all the time if you sold weight (yeah, n-gga)
i prolly used to call you all the time if you sold weight
prolly still call you all the time if you sold drank
i can’t even hit her from the back, she got a bowl-shape
press a n-gga tight, get his soul straight
he try to be a real n-gga, but he’s so fake
i wouldn’t of knocked it like we was, he ain’t mole-straight
he had to sniff around a bit, get his nose straight
(n-ggas already tryin’ to find somethin’)
(tryna find somethin’, n-gga, i got this sh-t, n-gga)
(okay)

- louie ray

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