WHAT A FEELING lyrics

[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 hella 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 teeth, 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 snatch 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 di*k, 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