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Endorphins

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[Intro] Madoka on the mic [Verse 1] Lil' baddie, she an animal Movin' through the pastures, she be tryna find an antidote To deal with all this agony Came up in a tragedy Passin' me a blade, she put it back into my abdomen Trapped in the lab, I'm a catalyst She give me cap, I'ma capitalize Pass me a blunt, pass me a bottle, pass me a bible The past is a hell of a thing, but I think it's better that way I've been on the edge of my seat like every day The message is never received, never relayed I've been tryna get me some peace in every way But I've been on the edge of my seat like every day We never get to recover Better when we under the covers Try to hide from all the rage Try to hide from all the pain Better when we under the covers Try to hide from all the rage Try to hide from all the pain Rage Hm, hm, hm Hm, hm, hm (They say the endorphins will end the poor) Hit me with a follow Fck the social media, the world is very hollow Think I need a holler I was at the bottom, she just wanted to be toppin' I was barely talkin' She thought I was all ears, but I am not a corn Grew up as a germ, never turned into a worm 'Cause I was in a war Climbin' through the dark like a lyin' all alone Tryna figure out how to make it to the mornin' Maybe if I dream about a lighter and some Jordans Maybe if I scream out and cry about some Jordans Maybe if I steam out, fly into an orbit The endorphins will end the poor [Chorus] Hm, hm, hm Hm, hm, hm They say the endorphins will end the poor Hm, hm, hm Hm, hm, hm They say the endorphins will end the poor Can you find me? Still vibin' More alive, they put the time in Never die, we multiply and get it, uh [Verse 2] Used to see the psychiatrist weekly I was readin' the Psalms and tried to seek peace All the stuff they prescribed to me had me sleepy Would've thought they would teach me how to achieve things Would've thought they would free me from all these demons Would've thought I would be in a limousine suite Now, I'm thinkin' about killin' myself discreetly My brother told me, "Just go and get some degrees, please" Went to a community college to get the cheese I went from makin' C's and D's to gettin' A's and B's I got the class rings and the fees for free Paid in full, I got the chains with the release, breathe Gotta slow down, baby Yeah, I know that I'm crazy But I know that I'm greater than I know And if I told you, "I was there for you," then it was true If I said, "I didn't care for you," then it was you But I don't wanna tell you 'bout what I can do It's what I can prove I'm handin' my proof, handin' my life 'Cause if I took a right, I'd be handin' the proof Handin' the noose, handin' the wife Now, she livin' single and I'm handin' my juice Handin' my fruit, handin' the price I paid for bein' handed a life Where I had to live with a hand and a knife To my back like I'm one of the Jacksons Back when they had them perm relaxers [Chorus] Hm, hm, hm Hm, hm, hm They say the endorphins will end the poor Hm, hm, hm Hm, hm, hm They say the endorphins will end the poor Can you find me? Still vibin' More alive, they put the time in Never die, we multiply and get it, uh ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- All copyrights for Lyrics & Sounds are reserved to ©𝕄𝔸𝔻𝕆𝕂𝔸 ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕟. Unauthorized use, reproduction, remixing, adaptation, or distribution of this work without explicit written permission is strictly prohibited and will be enforced under applicable copyright laws.