
GOOD MOURNING! Lil Darkie
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[Verse 1]
Ahh, good mourning
Not very sad, how boring
Everybody else get to wave up grieving
Don't wake up, doesn't that sound pleasing?
Pussy, you won't, you won't
I don't got time for the threats, you're lying
Everything here always end up dying
Better get used to it if you gon' be anything at all
Fuck it, bury the hatchet but cannot bury the shovel
I become wary, the bubble is gonna pop, uh
Married to trouble, I'm getting hairy, the stubble growing
I'm scary, the rubble cover the rocks
Uptight, unwilling to change
Fuck that, put a pin on my pain with the ink on it
Wait, I'ma think on it (Forever's a long time)
That's an idea for the wrong mind
If I go cry out my eyes over my sibling
Wish I had never lit Mary with kindling
Never had a doubt until everything dwindling
Have you jumped off a building?
I have, my bad, hi, dad, why sad?
I don't got another opportunity
Immunity from death, I feel puny than the rest
I feel tiny like a pest, something bigger will be best, stress
Ahh, good mourning
Not very sad, how boring
Everybody else get to wave up grieving
Don't wake up, doesn't that sound pleasing?
Pussy, you won't, you won't
I don't got time for the threats, you're lying
Everything here always end up dying
Better get used to it if you gon' be anything at all
Fuck it, bury the hatchet but cannot bury the shovel
I become wary, the bubble is gonna pop, uh
Married to trouble, I'm getting hairy, the stubble growing
I'm scary, the rubble cover the rocks
Uptight, unwilling to change
Fuck that, put a pin on my pain with the ink on it
Wait, I'ma think on it (Forever's a long time)
That's an idea for the wrong mind
If I go cry out my eyes over my sibling
Wish I had never lit Mary with kindling
Never had a doubt until everything dwindling
Have you jumped off a building?
I have, my bad, hi, dad, why sad?
I don't got another opportunity
Immunity from death, I feel puny than the rest
I feel tiny like a pest, something bigger will be best, stress
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