Kilroy - Morning Shift

He used to run the corners
Every morning
Gotta go and get the bag while the neighbors yawning
Lean and kiss his BM, fix her bonnet
Kiss his child and for a moment, that’s all he wanted
Fuck that shit
Outta time now, I want what’s mine now
Let you think that shit was fine now
I want my shine now
Tony Hawk I’m on my grind now
You need to pipe down
Turn your shirt into a night gown
I make you lie down
I ain’t never ever had shit
That was the past tense
Now I’m in the building bragging like bitch what’s bracking
Boujee women let me smash quick, they say I’m handsome
Tell em handsome of that pussy over like a ransom
Can I have some
Got the 38. next to the magnums
For protection baby, you might have something
Will not catch me lacking, this real life no acting
Attach the titties to the glizzy Janet Jackson
Oh you super bold, oh you super bold
Niggas gone hear that line and be like he “super cold” well look
I got plenty bitches. I got newer hoes
Watch how I get up in the middle like Mercutio
Fuck that shit
Got a gun? Bust that bitch
No bullets, gun butt that bitch
Gotta flood my wrist
Til I do suck my dick
I ain’t really give a fuck bout friends
Only worried bout ends
I don’t like making amends
But I like hitting on Chins
& I like spinning on bins
I’m out committing some sins
All of my niggas some shooters, we shooting just like how we play in the gym
Send your ass to the Bermuda, I promise your people won’t see you again
Gotta watch how you maneuver, the sooner the better Don’t follow the trend,
Least that’s what I recommend
Free all my dogs in the pen, doing time cause they copied a pin
Scamming cool when they do it to us
Hate the shit when we do it to them
I'm gone do it til I cop me a Benz
Change the focus like you watching a lens
This that real shit, not for pretend
This the kill switch, how I built it?
Locking in it
Dark days demons blocking me in
Nigga felt helpless
Was on a roll but then it rocky as shit shout out to Elvis
I’m on my Presley, she on my pelvis,
You don’t impress me, softer than velvet
I tried to tell him when you come at me head first
Make sure that you put on a helmet
When you come hop in that water
We grilling your ass like a salmon
All of this shit, it get overwhelming
Carrying iron like I’m into welding
I got a foreign la bitch she from Belgium
She getting bank, I call her Azelia
What can I tell you
Pussy niggas unfamiliar, smoke him like paraphernalia

Written by:
Roy Joseph Jr

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