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hervin a.k.a alien - monday morning lyrics

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[chorus]
i could put ma self in a shoe that fits
cocaine, codeine that’s not me
sitting on a bar stool sipping whiskey
night ain’t long cause i’m tipsy
i’ve been rollin’ on a monday morning
got a million problems you can’t solve em (yeah, yea)
i’ve been rollin’ on a monday morning
i’ve been rollin’ on a monday morning

[verse 1]
i put vengeance on peace
xxl ts
ice for the three, love bite’s on the sleeve (ahhh)
caught up in the prison, now hashtag me free
slaves for a gunner, homie, rest in peace
slept 3 levels, dreamin’ humans ain’t the same
cuttin’ throats, feelin’ cold, solids turn horrible
tacos over burritos, feelin’ mayor chronical
life on a exodus, exit ends in accidents

[chorus]
i could put ma self in a shoe that fits
cocaine, codeine that’s not me
sitting on a bar stool sipping whiskey
night ain’t long cause i’m tipsy
i’ve been rollin’ on a monday morning
got a million problems you can’t solve em (yeah, yea)
i’ve been rollin’ on a monday morning
i’ve been rollin’ on a monday morning

[verse 2]
you got the same eve’s apple, ostin’ 50 plus grants
pushin’ all your man, sleepin’ for some grants
leasin’ all the brand’s, squeezin’ all the chance
homie got a pay check, oh! that’s ma man
run, run, baby girl, time ain’t no fairy tale
life on a very edge, solitary kiss ma head
buried in a supreme dress, diamonds & louis vuitton
are you takin’ all this home?
you ain’t takin’ nothin’ home

[chorus]
i could put ma self in a shoe that fits
cocaine, codeine that’s not me
sitting on a bar stool sipping whiskey
night ain’t long cause i’m tipsy
i’ve been rollin’ on a monday morning
got a million problems you can’t solve em (yeah, yea)
i’ve been rollin’ on a monday morning
i’ve been rollin’ on a monday morning

[verse 3]
i got one life to live, i live like an alien
sellin sp-ceship for a yeezy boost black and red
looking for your baby moma, b-tches actin lady gaga
cautious, noutious, fake d-cks half dead
slippin’ up, rippin’ up, makin’ bit of coins and dollars
lookin up, f-ckin up, i got three d-mn f-ckin hours
roll weed, smoke it up, i give a f-ck, cause nothing hurts
monday morning, i’mma sleep with no problems only peace



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