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letra de margiela - rollins

yeah

[chorus]
my b-tch is all in margiela
she say that she cold, so i lent her my sweater, yeah
if she a dub i forget her, this world gettin’ slimey, i hope for the better, yeah
sh-t gettin’ hotter then ever, i gotta be careful, it might be the devil, yeah
i got that sh-t for the cold, but that sh-t gettin’ old, gotta catch a new level, yeah

[verse 1]
i started whipping the beam
wearing some chains they all gleam
i started poppin’ a bean
i started sippin’ codeine
i feel that sh-t in my spleen
i’m servín up on my block
don’t give a f-ck bout no opps
y’all n-ggas want a new spot
y’all n-ggas can’t f-ck with me
y’all gon make my chopper talk
i gotta find a new pay
can’t stay on minimum wage
i said the block always hot
this sh-t can never be safe
so my nina on my waist
i don’t ever hesitate
i be runnin’ to this cake
i’m a hero with no cape
all my n-ggas running wild
we ain’t ever gon’ be caged
and i don’t surround with the fake, look

[verse 2]
i know a b-tch from the bronx
she be doing what i want
she be doing h-lla things
those things bring me to the guap
and i ain’t ever gonna stop
i be on a different cloud
smoking on that f-cking loud
you be askin’ what the time
but you got a rolly right there on your side
so i don’t ever pay it mind
look, dressing in designer fabrics
act like money’s an attachment
moving like trapping a habit
now we running in a race, like we was roger the rabbit
you jump in, i make you a past tense
now you all done, now you all damaged
i lost my cousin, he up in a casket
swear i come over, and i never p-ss him
but ever since then, i just thought

[bridge]
i needed money a lot, started trapping on the block
even while the block is hot, i ain’t ever gettin’ stopped
and if he try me, he gonna get popped
then i had to relocate, but i ain’t move out of the state
probably up the f-cking lake, down the road over the street
that’s where the young n-gga stay

[chorus]
my b-tch is all in margiela
she say that she cold, so i lent her my sweater, yeah
if she a dub i forget her, this world gettin’ slimey, i hope for the better, yeah
sh-t gettin’ hotter then ever, i gotta be careful, it might be the devil
i got that sh-t for the cold, but that sh-t gettin’ old, ’bout to catch a new level, ayy

- rollins

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