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amille - cordial lyrics

f+ck being cordial when they know i’m not normal
i said i’m lit like a stove top
i pray it don’t stop
on the road to success, they setting up for roadblocks

dress like it’s formal, with a fedora like the old pac
like the old pac
or like the old folks
brought it back to em like days in the old home

brought it back to em like i told you i ain’t need it long
switch up the style if they thinking i could be a clone
i had to switch the wardrobe, they copying what i’m on
used to play nintendo before we had the dreamcast

same n+gga from the sandbox, selling bеanbags
had to grow up quick, i wanted to get this cream fast
tunnеl vision, i’m sorry, i couldn’t see past
long days, i’m up all night, i really couldn’t sleep past

more than a couple hours, to me that’s a power nap
gotta get up in the morning, i thank the lord in fact
i struggled for a minute, depression was kicking ass
young bull got a testimony, let me talk my scr+p

i popped a chain on my bike to break the cycle of past
ain’t nothing funny about it, i managed to laugh
how you keep a smile on your face with a knife in your back
this apple ain’t far from the tree, i get it like my dad
i’m quick to cut him off, cause it ain’t nothing to detach
they took this love away from me, i been tryna get it back
that took a piece away from me, i been tryna get it back
f+ck being cordial with you, i can’t sugarcoat on that

i built this drive by myself with no mechanic school
been shed enough tears, enough to go and fill a pool
bottled up emotion
how you black out off of 42
i’ma need me some more 42

black out off a blanco
get añejo from el chapo
i’m feeling macho, i’m feeling mucho grande
i’ma talk my sh+t, but i told them i’m not c+cky
told them boys i’m eating, chopped cheese at the ocky way

she got me thinking, i’m david ortiz
she call me papi
and i’m ten toes in these soles, i got this sh+t from johnny
full sedan , i’m all alone, but i don’t trust n0body
the way they put the blame on me, i thought i was the problem

back then i ain’t have it, was helping them out like no problem
that’s my brodie, that’s my man, i’ll get it back on consignment

- amille lyrics

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