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Soulfood

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Soulfood was released on March 8, 2020 by hvmor records as a part of the album Soulfood - Single

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Marcus Morton

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Tom From Mars

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[Intro]

Uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-uh, yeah

Yeah, uh

Aye, yo, **** forgot how to get some money and shut the fuck up

Yeah, uh, yeah, uh

[Verse 1]

I let the blood dry a little bit (Yeah)

Then keep it pushin, been the coda since a little jit (Uh-huh)

No patience in us, gotta get it for the pigment (Yeah)

I've been surrounded by the breadwinners gettin' chips

I pray I never see the bottom of the bank

Take my soul and line it up, we at the bottom of the ranks

I've got some problems, let me faint

**** want a hunnid of me, try to give it, but I can't

Give twenty **** five percent and hope they chillin'

And they straight, I shoot some texts and go to sleep

You're hurting me, baby

It's 8 p.m., but I don't give a fuck, I'm resting deep

I'm fifteen, already feelin' like I play for keeps

You don't know what it feels like

If you don't get the needle moving, why the fuck I need to speak?

See, it ain't even disrespect, just how I'm movin' now

One day you love me

Only in my psyche giving doubt, then get to movin' out, yeah

And the next, you disappear

Yeah, ****, get to moving out, **** get movin' out

[Verse 2]

Alright, look, I got a hunnid missed calls

Feelin' like shit when I'm in these walls

Fumble the currency, we gotta brawl

Fumble the currency, we gotta brawl

Stumbling through my days 4L

If the love fake, then I can't really tell

Leaving my life, then I'm wishing you well

You leaving my life, then I'm wishing you well

I can't hold grudges no more

'Cause that shit'll eat up a **** to crumbs

Y'all **** not thugging no more

But tell me what happened to leaving the slums

Y'all **** is not God, not tryna hear judging no more

Not tryna hear judging no more, yeah, aye

Y'all **** is not God, yeah

[Outro]

You're hurting me, baby

You don't know what it feels like

Written by: Marcus Morton, Tom From Mars

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