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efil - margarine lyrics

[intro]

i got so much energy

[verse]

i thought i told em don’t you play about the family, i’m overprotective
bro had blessed me on the gram. he know i been stressing
n+ggas swear they smoking gas but mostly its resin
dawg i be getting high, its unholy to heaven
so much, know that god probably ashamed of me
game i’m running on these lames, had to change subjects
while you in yo video flashing the same money
asking what the price is? better question is what’s your budget
flow b+tter, can’t believe it’s not margarine
this what i got the hardest in. n+ggas been my sons
i ain’t proud of how i fathered them. i’m just having fun
not being a starving artist while y’all bothering with marketing
i do it when i feel like. busy dealing with real life
giving y’all the science. getting brain like i’m bill nye
told em chill guy, this is how i build rhymes
probably start a car chase just to see a pig fly
heart broke but i feel fine. dark thoughts with a cool vibe
say she got a pool, let my dude slide
said her baby daddy wasn’t sh+t. got her tubes tied
how unfortunate but that ain’t what important is
i’m focusing on every choice like a quarter flip
lord willing what i’m given going to my kid
from out of flint where the simple things poisonous
more to get, lot lost. on the move, how far
driving getting topped off. feeling like a mob boss
thinking that its love was the foul part
what’s beef? i’d rather get chicken with the hot sauce
talking too much, let em leak like a faucet
wasn’t even no grief, in the streets happens often
pardon. mixing coffee with exhaustion
middleton cigars, take a step into my office
they be thinking they ahead of me, i’m walking
stirring up the pot i got the recipe for all this
shorty tired of working. hoe you better get a baller
had me on the line then cl!ck next caller
girl i been thorough. in my own world
cuzzo got the rollers, so the woods stay pearled
hunnit on the smoke, need a bill for the burn
n+ggas turn for the worse. spin the block, hit the curb
swear they got some nerve. all that talking will get you popped
sending shots not birds. for that chicken put em in boxes
i’m probably disturbed. i been plotting a gerb
my anxiety’s a problem, won’t allow me to work
was self+conscience at first but bred to die since birth
these n+ggas fiends since toddlers, baby bottles of syrup
need alot for a verse. plenty thots got hurt
from the bottom, out the dirt. i need some top in a vert
without even flirting. i don’t need a guide to insert
in high school the biggest ho now she a hospital nurse
homie swearing that she his and i ain’t doubting you sir
but she swallow for a purse while you popping them perks
i’m lighting my herb. flyest from the fires emerging
as the cycle continues i’m fighting these urges
just to break these habits and find my purpose
so don’t let no n+gga tell you that the grind ain’t worth it
no, life ain’t perfect and time ain’t certain
you may get wealthy, or you might get murdered
so, i could give a f+ck bout what the next mana heard of
they just supervise while i employ workers
[outro]

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