Album Cover Monday Gunday

Monday Gunday

Lil Darkie

4

Mmm, you only care about America because someone told you to, don′t you Squidward?

PissZip

3, 2

Who that boy with the shit eating grin on his face?

In the back of the class drawing shit

Screw that toy in his hand dropped off momma van

Johnathan always love to talk shit

Lil Darkie throw a fit

I don't fit

With the kids, I′mma split

Every brain in this bitch

That I can

It's a disease

Someone please help me off of my knees

But you can't

But you won′t

But you can′t

Fuck all you then

I don't care anymore

I′m a bear, you a deer

Got your pores leaking fear

Kill the whores, shedding tears

It's all fake

Where were they when a lake

Of my blood on the floor

Let it pour I adore

What you′ve done by yourself

Gun in my backpack

Done with your health

I let my pistol rack back

(Bap!)

Parents scared, got the parents scared

Sharing articles on what their kid should wear

Not how I got here

How I do not care

Sharon's hair in a clot of the thoughts

Told the bitch bully me popping shots

Better watch your back

I am karma, I can harm ya

I′m a farmer for ya souls

The alarm has gotten pulled

I'll be on my way

On my way

In my grave, sieze the day

Run my fade

Run my fade

Run my fade

Run my fade

Debts been paid

Debts been paid

Debts been paid

I can leave

I can leave

Fuck this world

Throw my shade

Watch me hurl

At my brain

Every name

That you gave

I'm in pain

I′m in pain

Give me fame

Say my name

Make no change

Sunday, gone pray

Monday, run away

Gunday

Gunplay

Gun me

Done aye