Moribund Lyrics

Half of you niggaz really don't know bout the struggle

The Music and the trap, nigga, it's hard to juggle

She asking me for more, but bitch I can't be doubled

Come up to my crib lil boy, You know you dont wanna rumble

Got like 50 jobs niggaz dont know bout the hussule

Your bitch on her knees in church your bitch blowing like a bubble

Rule number 1 don't give a fuck bout no hater

Rule number 2 I only give a fuck about the paper

Call me rick ross im eating pears inside my maybech

My pockets obease its eatting cash ya stay fat

I had dreams about my crushes being killed and being cooked for dinner

Ally where you at Jayla where you at

BLACK JEFFERY DAHMER, BLACK MOTHERFUCKING DAHMER

I killed that bitch in bed i knew she had a bbl

Boy, baby boi type shit call em YVL

Nigga I been fully serious u cant tell

Have u heard of does it ring a bell

I take g and ws i dont take no ls

Bullet sting like a bee hope u learn how to spell