Feels Good lyrics

[Verse: Young Thug]
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Yak Gotti tricked me for some years, I ain't know he was tellin'
Hundred million dollar n*gga, baby, I been in the Louvre
Only reason I f*cked with you, Gunna, it was 'cause of Troup
n*gga had a [?]
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[Verse: Lil Baby]
Rolls-Royce truck Cullinan, from out the gutter with it
Three Cadillac trailin' me, feel like the government
I'm really out here settin' laws, WHAM for president
So I'm always on my son's ass, don't be no tell-tale
Bosses comin' back and forth, we [had hella mil'?]
I don't want no shortcuts, I'm takin' every step
These n*ggas must've forgot I'm like that, we can't take you there
I pull up on them fifty deep, like a football team
I don't need them all in my business, mind your business please
I got a super max contract, like I'm in a league
Sittin' on the floor, she's in the crowd, she can't sit next to me
[BM?] told me, "Turn it up, these n*ggas think they f*ckin' with ya"
Face timin' with D, he servin' life, that sh*t be f*ckin' with me
[Rylo?] say he ain't turnin' himself in, they gotta come and get him
Trap rollin' so hard that I can't leave, you gotta come and get 'em
Five hundred dollars on a tee, it's Bottega Veneta
I'm on n*ggas ass like back pockets, I'm never gon' let 'em
She wanna go public with our love, I'm never gon' let her
She was f*ckin' off on me with scrubs, I'll never forgive her
I know how to get you what you like, I personally pick 'em
Once you think I let 'em get away, be the worst of my victim
I ain't had this feeling in a while, it's a perk in my system
I ain't playin' with nobody child, I ain't no sex offender
Can't too many say I caught a [bond?], but I'm a heavy lender
I ain't seen my baby in a while, you know that I miss you
I ain't f*ck that lady in a while, she really got issues
I ain't taking sh*t out for a foul, I'm gettin' my shots
Forty-five million, one play, I'm gettin' payed like a boss
Hundred dollar [for the three-five?], still servin' the block
Can't believe these n*ggas ate the cheese, Famgoon Ralo
Can't not put cameras all on me, bro, that sh*t ain't G
I don't show no favoritism, going through that sh*t [with peace?]
I done told her, "Go on ahead and leave", but she stay with me
Tractor trailer full of exotic weed, f*ckin' up the streets
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