Late Morning Aneurysms lyrics

by

Moses, Prophet


[Verse]
I don't wanna be the best at this
Only thing I think of is your death
Tearin' off the pillow like riff
You a porta potty take my p*ss
Every single morning I wake up so-so
And I wanna take her for the faceoff
Drown all these motherf*ckers 'cause her lips soft
Just another b*tch talkin' this soft

[Outro]
All you n*ggas aneurysms
All you n*ggas aneurysms
All you n*ggas aneurysms
All you n*ggas aneurysms
All you n*ggas aneurysms
All you n*ggas aneurysms
All you n*ggas aneurysms
All you n*ggas aneurysms

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