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Bro, that's the energy, bro, bro That's the energy daily, bro You feel me, like, bro, trust me, G Fuck it up I'm feeling myself, I'm feeling myself, that's why they can't offend me Don't give two effs, don't give two effs, I'm felling like Fendi, Fendi Now I need bags for all this baggage, I got plenty, plenty I know my demons never leaving 'cause we plenty ready No, we ain't ever scared, no, we ain't ever worried It's only God I fear, but that's another story They can't, they can't tell my story, no, it's time to celebrate If you ever been how low I been, you hit the cemetery Halloween is very scary, I know most don't make it back Really fucked the money up, hustle, hustle, made a stack Double, double (Woo, woo), make eleven, double back Why they tryna trouble us? Probably 'cause I'm rich and black Got fed up if wishing, wishing, most don't ever wish you well Says she wanna kiss me, kiss me, 'cause I do not kiss and tell You can't get the main, but here's the number to my Alcatel Seen your type already, only you don't have a dream to sell Miss me, miss me, bigger fish to fry and I ain't talking 'bout no escovitch My bro wanna be Escobar but I don't see the benefit Spoke and tried to better him but he just wanted better drip Who and I to judge the kid? I already did the things he did Letras de cancionesProbably do them things again, heard the sheeple talking But a lion never lost a wink, opinions never cost a thing I could be a lot of things, but not for slave money And I could buy a lot of things, but not with they money I'm feeling myself, I'm feeling myself, that's why they can't offend me Don't give two effs, don't give two effs, I'm felling like Fendi, Fendi Now I need bags for all this baggage, I got plenty, plenty I know my demons never leaving 'cause we plenty ready No, we ain't ever scared, no, we ain't ever worried It's only God I fear, but that's another story They can't, they can't tell my story, no, it's time to celebrate If you ever been how low I been, you hit the cemetery Uh My life could be many things but it cannot be regret How should I kick the bucket, with my right or with my left? I fell asleep in chaos 'cause this life we live a mess Ain't no flexing up in Heaven, baby boy, we not impressed No, I cannot take it with me, but I'm leaving with respect Bury me in black silk, carried in a black truck Leave my flowers at the door, next to my amount of fucks I'm still the greatest undiscovered, the greatest under covers Ask your girl why she really call me Mister LoverLover I know, I know, I know, I would hate me too Made your favourite look so wack, I wouldn't play me too Underrated, yes, underpaid, who? Never me, the only thing they underpaid was booze I'm feeling myself, I'm feeling myself, that's why they can't offend me Don't give two effs, don't give two effs, I'm felling like, yeah (Oi! Yeah) For us, by us, just us, for love Don't it feel good, baby? It feel good to me For us, by us, just us, for love Don't it feel good, baby? It feel good to me From Letras Mania