Aneurysm (feat. The Triads & Sybyr)

Eric North

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    [Sybyr]
    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 piss
    Every single morning I wake up so-so
    And I wanna take her for the faceoff
    Drown all these motherfuckers 'cause her lips soft
    Just another bitch talkin' this soft

    All you niggas aneurysms
    All you niggas aneurysms
    All you niggas aneurysms
    All you niggas aneurysms
    All you niggas aneurysms
    All you niggas aneurysms
    All you niggas aneurysms
    All you niggas aneurysms

    [Eric North]
    (All you niggas aneurysms)
    (All you niggas aneurysms)
    All you niggas aneurysms
    All you niggas aneurysms
    All you niggas aneurysms
    All you niggas aneurysms

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    Everyday I live life
    With no perspective of myself
    I don't need no one else
    To go and say fuck myself (aye)
    Don't nobody wanna me (ye)
    I am not one to be clean (ye)
    My life is so laggy, ping (ye)
    She squirted and thought that she pee (ing)
    Swallow all of my sorrow (aye)
    Fucked in Monte Carlo (aye)
    That's me in like three years
    Now I sip on my own tears
    Everyday I wanna cut shit yeah
    My mind don't function yeah
    Started with all that fuck shit yeah
    Made money off the fuck shit yeah
    You are not so important yeah
    You where never that important yeah
    Never rode in that foreign yeah
    I don't care about your 'lory yeah

    All you niggas aneurysms
    All you niggas aneurysms
    All you niggas aneurysms
    All you niggas aneurysms

    [Triads]
    Poppin' that one and she give me big twerk
    Stop at the bands and I'm flippin' that swerve
    How 'bout you love me, for the good of some work
    I told you you told me one late afternoon
    I'll be out at 2, poppin' that Grey Goose
    Skinny bitch with some nice booze
    Aye
    I don't really think I'm poppin' no more
    Got some thick braids right up out the door
    When she bring me up, tryna get this fuckin' Glock
    I'm a way down tell you why I'm out yeah
    Oh

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