La Respuesta (feat. LIT killah)

I don't feel pain, we have to continue with this shit
They're all calling me
They're looking for me because they want the recipe (oh-oh-oh)

And I no longer feel pain
I don't want to have them close
I don't want to waste time with you
If you're waiting for an answer
(I'm feeling aloud)

I'm feeling aloud
I'm feeling, I'm feeling, I'm feeling aloud
I'm feeling aloud
I'm feeling, I'm feeling, I'm feeling aloud

I'm feeling aloud
I'm feeling, I'm feeling, I'm feeling aloud (-oud)
I'm feeling aloud
I'm feeling, I'm feeling, I'm feeling aloud (I'm feeling aloud)

They can't handle pressure
Bars for your heart (pa-paw)
Flexing in the trap, I go without ice on my neck because I took it out to put it in a blunt
They tell stories, they're always the same, that's why progress slips away from them
I smoke, I write it, I record it, I go back to my place calmly to smoke another blunt

Come on, everybody
I want your girl to move it
We go out and all the babies from the hood go mmm if we pass two hundred in the rally
That lady likes weed
She doesn't miss anything if she goes out to party
If she moves it, it goes boom, like a car goes vroom
She's so tough that she even impresses Cali, yeah-yeah

We have to continue with this shit
They're all calling me
They're looking for me because I have the recipe

And I no longer feel pain
I don't want to have them close
I don't want to waste time with you
If you're waiting for an answer
(I'm feeling aloud)

I'm feeling aloud
I'm feeling, I'm feeling, I'm feeling aloud
I'm feeling aloud
I'm feeling, I'm feeling, I'm feeling aloud

I-I'm feeling aloud
I'm feeling, I'm feeling, I'm feeling aloud (-oud)
I'm feeling aloud
I'm feeling, I'm feeling, I'm feeling aloud (ay)

They didn't expect me and I came back (uh)
In a yellow car like Bumblebee
They did it to me, they lied
They tried to play the wildcard

I'm alone, they're like a thousand
I slam dunk like O'Neal
They did it to me, they lied
They tried to beat someone with only wins

They're fronting with fake Gucci, my killa (yeah-yeah)
Showing what they don't see, only that it's a lie
Spinning like a Beyblade, screaming mayday (Mayday)
Wait a little because it's over for them

And now I don't wear the same clothes twice
That girl comes to look for me repentant
In the club they look like uh
But she sticks to me and I say: Oh, my God
(I'm feeling aloud)

I'm feeling aloud
I'm feeling, I'm feeling, I'm feeling aloud
I'm feeling aloud
I'm feeling, I'm feeling, I'm feeling aloud
I'm feeling aloud
I'm feeling, I'm feeling, I'm feeling aloud (-oud)
I'm feeling aloud
I'm feeling, I'm feeling, I'm feeling aloud