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letra de no hard feelings - sha mula

[intro]
yeah
sha m

[chorus]
up-up and away
talk to me nice if you really got somethin’ to say
n-gg-s be f-ckin’ afraid
pull up on n-gg-s, them n-gg-s be runnin’ away
we gettin’ high today
i be with the family like holidays
they wanna ride the wave
i’m fresh to death, i feel like i died today, uh

[verse 1]
i’ma need y’all to pardon my drip
i go too hard when i’m in that booth, i go too hard in my b-tch
and i got some people i’ma sh-t on, i got all of them p-ssed
i’ma be in houston with that rocket like i’m harden or chris
i’m startin’ five, hoe
shinin’ like a vs diamond, ain’t no rhinestone
when i roll that kush, i put the moonrock, it hit like jon jones
watch that laker game, you will see me ballin like i’m bryant, hoe
see these n-gg-s hatin’, i see them fakin’ with my eyes closed, woah
my brother be wildin’ call him wale
if a n-gg- want some smoke, then it might get smoky, like it’s fire day
i don’t drink and drive, but i do get high when i’m on that highway
hit this b-tch from the back, i hit the front, then hit it sideways, hah
i said it ain’t no hard feelings
i just gotta make a flip, so i got this paper cartwheelin’
i been workin’ way too hard, and i don’t need to start chillin’
i ain’t playin’ with this sh-t, pray for this sh-t, it’s god willin’, huh
yeah

[bridge]
i am not a star n-gg-
if i die today, they gon’ remember me, like john lennon
i had to take a lot of f-ckin’ up to start winnin’
we strapped with the .40 glock, don’t make me really start k!llin’ sh-t

[verse 2]
hold it down, b-tch, when i pull up to your town
i’m lookin’ like a hundred thousand
when i drop them babies all up in her mouth, she actin’ childish
hopped all on my d-ck, and little really started bouncin’
her p-ssy wet, then i’m drownin’ when i’m in
when i get back on my grind, i could make two thousand in two minutes
if one person got beef, i’ma bring my block to where you livin’
and i got this boujee b-tch, and she look just like kylie jenner
i gotta feed my son, i’ma eat this beef just like it’s dinner

[chorus]
up and away
talk to me nice if you really got somethin’ to say
n-gg-s be f-ckin’ afraid
pull up on n-gg-s, them n-gg-s be runnin’ away
we gettin’ high today
i be with the family like holidays
they wanna ride the wave
i’m fresh to death, i feel like i died today

- sha mula

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