Lyrics:
always gonna have hate in there eyes
It because the smooth way I approached her?
Early mornings blowin' tree, sippin' mimosas
I'm bossed up like a n got
had a dream they call Martin Luther King
I'm swelly on top for the world it seems
Cash rules everything around me get cream
Good morning, to my haters
Boy I don't play by your rules
I gotta get the green like O'Dules
I am the one that they warned you about
Yes sir I am that dude
Hey I'm that guy
Say hi
in the morning, can't see my eyes yet, they pouring
Gotta go to the top of the team, if I'm going outside, then I'm towing
Got a hundred on me, I don't
We two and O soldiers put you in a coma
And I'm down to ride like I'm wired from the yola
Speak and we heard it your niece could be murdered
I'll
Yeah
Mic and the drum pad
Fit my studio in the backpack
I was that kid watching MatPat
Now I'm that kid in the top class
Now I got wine fill a tall
At Last floor
Moon down to sun up.
Its 5 o'clock in the morning and music still blazing
The liquor still passed around in heavy rotation.
Urban always
coat top of the rope
I'm with a baddie she belong in Vogue
If I ain't the president I ain't gon vote
If I even mention it it'd be a joke
Hey it's seven o
mouth
I stay talkin' bout shit ion even know about
But that's gang, gang shit (but that's gang, yuh)
Wake up in the morning at the bottom of the pit
I'm
why you
Gotta make your own moves
Yeah
Yeah
Remz
Remz'O
No word of a
No word of a
No word of a lie, ay
Im bagging out all of this grub
The scales stop
come I’ll fix your back
Yeah
You got me ripping off your clothes
Cause your body is a gift and
I’m a treated just like S.O
3 in the morning got me
me juego vago, dolo kilo)
What? Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, wrist, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (Uno, I killed it)
CELINE by my face, ain't seeing no evil
Do my own
Aye yo Dub don't this sound like uh
Sunday mornings at Grandma house
It's so soulful
Oh oh
Yea yea we' up and we good baby
Oh oh oh, yea
We' up
the omnipotent
never promotin tooth decay by way of teeth nashin'
mics i'm clashin like the classic flights of Ben Franklin's kites
lightnings bolts of light
By the time we'd run another race around the sun
We were buried under blankets in the dark
All night long I laid and listened to your song
It didn't
find the yay)
Jamaican tank top, Jean Paul Gaultier (woo, grrt)
And hoes on the TEC (woo, brrt)
Fuck nigga, I don't play (brrt)
Three stoves in
here working and I gotta pay up
Cindy, she not herself unless she smoking crack
7 times she got stabbed in the back
By a regular john she dealt with
(yo, yo, yo)
When I woke up this morning I jumped out of bed, took a shower puts some pants on, my hat was
Red, I need a grab a jersey then brush my
Must have left my house at eight, because I always do
My train, I'm certain, left the station just when it was due
I must have read the morning
hard to find
Woah, she's like H2O, can't get enough
Where are the good girls tainted by the bad world
(Hey), yo, okay
Look, top floor of the hotel
change my ways
And in the morning when I rise I'm gettin' high
Even off in the evening
When I'm rollin'
I'm smokin' ligh (smoking ligh)
Trying to free my
Uhn yeah yes o
Let's go
Come and get down with a G though
Uhn Rozay and Don P though
Set the gold on the chest
Weighs a kilo
Counting money 'til my
my ways
And in the morning when I rise I'm gettin' high
Even off in the evening
When I'm rollin'
I'm smokin' ligh (smoking ligh)
Trying to free my mind
And in the morning when I rise I'm gettin' high
Even off in the evening
When I'm rollin'
I'm smokin' ligh (smoking ligh)
Trying to free my mind
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