Morgue Lyrics

Came to your door, now we run through your house

We send shots, made him bleed, now there's blood on the floor

Then we killed his mom and his grandma, we emptied the house

Line em up, now they're down at the morgue

When baby with me she real sweet till we get inside the bedroom, that's when she turned to a whore

There ain't no savior for me, it's in 7th grade that I realized that there ain't no Lord

I ain't been feeling real patient When I'm sipping down the bottle, don't chase it

Keep making music, won't make it

Think of all the time and money you've wasted

You looking cold, have a blanket

Every time you get a chance, boy, you fake it

If my life was a movie, X-rated R.I.P. to Dolph little belated

This coke, it ain't cheap, now don't re-rock when I shoot on jam

How you know that's my Key Glock

I don't trust my friends, all these doors that I keep locked

I won't support the FEDs, shootin if they knock

Think, all the mouths that I fed, same people turn around and wishing me dead

But there's a lot more to be said

I fuck with the 808, shout out to Ted

Came to your door, now we run through your house

We send shots, made him bleed, now there's blood on the floor

Then we killed his mom and his grandma, we emptied the house

Line em up, now they're down at the morgue

When baby with me she real sweet till we get inside the bedroom, that's when she turned to a whore

There ain't no savior for me, it's in 7th grade that I realized that there ain't no Lord

I ain't been feeling real patient

When I'm sipping down the bottle, don't chase it

Keep making music, won't make it

Think of all the time and money you've wasted

You looking cold, have a blanket

Every time you get a chance, boy, you fake it

If my life was a movie, X-rated R.I.P. to Dolph little belated

This coke, it ain't cheap, now don't re-rock when I shoot on jam

How you know that's my Key Glock

I don't trust my friends, all these doors that I keep locked

I won't support the FEDs, shootin if they knock

Think, all the mouths that I fed, same people turn around and wishing me dead

But there's a lot more to be said

I fuck with the 808, shout out to Ted