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letra de how it feel - lpb poody

how it feel lyrics
[intro]
(lamb brown)
man, this sh-t sounds like some congratulations type sh-t, like i done made it
you know what i’m saying?
you know what they say, sky is the limit
tryna put one of you n-ggas in it
for real, see me up there
ayy, look

[verse]
round of applause, even though i ain’t complete (come on)
rip my dawg, i lost some n-ggas to the streets (i swear)
i might just risk it all and i won’t settle for defeat (uh, uh)
sorry if i missed your call, now leave a message at the beep
i told the bros get to the round table, so we can eat (come on)
group full of thieves, only a few gon’, takе a seat (yeah)
i’ve been running to thеm mills, got me feeling like i’m meek
pick a raw b-tch off the gram and i’ma treat her like a freak (come on)
actions louder than words, you know me i barely speak (nope)
how i’m pr-nouncing these words, the way i do, it so unique
make them boys bend your curb and they’ll do that sh-t for cheap
like it ain’t hard to touch a n-gga, you ain’t never out of reach (at all)
i press play and they gon’ spin for me
dvd (come on), use to be eating off the government
ebt (what?), now they finessing off of cash loans
ppp (yeah), you can look me up on iphone, to see it’s me
like, do you know how it feel? just to make yo’ mama proud
she call me her baby, but i ain’t her only child (uh, uh)
we was hard-headed reckless ass jits running wild (swear)
can’t believe i made it out, it’s been forever since i smiled (come on)
my n-ggas in the sky rooting for me, looking down (what?)
coronavirus, my name, been spreading all through the town (glaow)
i did it by myself no i ain’t never need a crowd (no)
if i was into drugs, we smoking oops by the pound, look
now tell me how that sound
now tell me how it feel (ayy, what we doing?)
we keep swinging ’round and ’round (come on)
he gon’ shoot i got the wheel (ayy)
and that’s just being real (what?)
a big shoutout to my shooters
he shoot from the wing and ain’t talking hooters (come on)
don’t give a f-ck about the past baby, i’m the future
go type my name up, i bet i’m all over computers (come on)
[outro]
and that’s just from the heart, you know what i’m saying?
speaking everything how i feel (everything i speak on be for real, you know what i’m saying?)
everything i speak on be for real, like i seen it
i feel like i made it and i ain’t even there yet (you don’t have to congratulate me now)
got sh-t up to a thousand so fast (i’m on the way, you know what i’m saying? come on man)
ain’t even gotta clap for me at the end either
i’m tired of playing with you n-ggas (and the one before)
’cause you wasn’t there before (too far gone)
i’m on a whole different level (you feel me?), better catch up (huh), no mustard

- lpb poody

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