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lirik lagu feltz artist - 4 my town

(feltz)

back on the mic i do it for my town
i got the b-tch loving the leopard print crown
got people in scotland banging my sound
then she go down south portsmouth town

moving in motion
hold tight komoshen
smoking on the potion
till were f-cking floating

been smoking on dutch
on my bullsh-t cod clutch
turning buds into dust
puff puff puff get f-cked

sipping on the guava
your talking all that blah blah
ill leave you yellow la la
im a devil but i ain’t saha

im gunna go far far
from spitting the bar bar bar bar
im a striker demba ba ba
i’m high star star

i said i’m fly call me kamikaze
in the fast lane no one will p-ss me
dreaming of the bugatti
theres the money give me the car key

cos they no f3ltzyy’s a boss g
and he’s getting in the p
feds really wanna stop me
until they hear me on the beat

i smoke cheese kush amnease
grow are own seeds
and when i see that profit
all i see is p p p

and that there is me me me
in the trap cutting the key
in the trap counting the p
i pay heed he pays me

so everything out here sweet
and ill be mucking beats
shut down on the beach
like we came in fleets

my rooms like a weed gale
im windy i don’t sail
but i’m getting in that 80 mill
like i just sold gareth bale

my lyrics i will conserve
when i die bury them with the earth
cos you know i get on my dirt
cos i do it for my turf

and i was gifted from birth
and ill still be gifted in the hurst
and f3ltzyy’s always going first
cos all we do is swir

sleep when i’m rich sleep when i’m rich
but ill still be f-cking your b-tch
getting brain why counting my gibbs
going ham but don’t talk to pigs

i don’t drink but i’m buying the drinks
she’s diverse one pink and stink
she’s giving head i wonder what she thinks
she was on my chain i said i don’t want to link

and my weed it f-cking stinks
leave your head of the brink
she gave me a cheeky i called her a minx
got her eyes all looking ch-nked

blazing on the ammy got me feeling stiff
if i had a drink ill be feeling sick
spliff spliff spliff
now i’m feeling l!cked

wearing red but this bud got me feeling cropped
molly molly molly but i ain’t on a trip
but i’m watching the molly flip
and i move it to the molly cl!ck

what you know about that molly chick
taking molly to get her name on a trip
playing piano to make our own sh-t
cos you no were going sick

i’m always strapped always got the joint
and my weed sharp and its always on point
i take notes and i take coins
bud b-llsed of or its by my groin

juggle that till theres no left
see feds no sweat
divert they can’t take my shet
on b.e.t nah that ain’t a bet

but you might see me on the mob’s
screaming f-ck the po-po
posing in the photo
i ride her like a moto

no recoil when i kickback
cash chunky like a kitkat
strap makes that noise like cl!ck clack
but word i don’t want to hear that

cos ill rather keep my life
then carry on holding a knife
ill rather keep on spitting
cos then i know i’m doing right

but ima keep trapping till the end of time
the pounds stronger then the dolla but i don’t give a dime
tryna live a life out of crime
but people want my egg fried

so man i’m moving para
but i still ball like i’m farah
hand of god like i’m mara
if you see me get out the camera

and bang i strike a pose
thats how it goes
were smoking on the cheese
you eat it on toast

w-ssup

[finished]

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