Lyrics:
told me he got one but he need another
And that was at 6: 45 in the morning
I ran out of Swishers while I was recording
(Woo, woo)
(The music my money,
went the other
I'm lucky, I even survived
You can't always sit on the fence while the world passes by
Sometimes you just gotta ride
Well, the years
about that
Oh that's nothing to worry about
My buddy Kramer went through one of those
It was pretty funny
No you're right, definitely
I bet Kramer went
Escape, gotta get away
I need a break, gotta get away
I left my house this morning
On my way to work
Some lady on the train spilled
Coffee on my
life
As time went on, me and you bonded
I fathered you, I was so proud to be a dad
We were so broke, I promised you that one day I would get rid
a call, and maybe we'll hang out next week."
I pat him on the shoulder, say, "Thanks for stoppin' by."
Then I opened up the door and said, "Take care,
2:30 in the motherf*****' morning what the f*** are you doin' out here?
Out here trappin' tryin to get rid of this bong purp man
Man, you can come with
throw it like a dart
I just gotta get the bands, money never break a heart
You know that I’m on it
Get the bag in the morning
Yes, I stay by my lonely
So
you still get me choked up
Yeah
Cause I sat there by your bed side
That's morning till the bed time
I couldn't get my head right
But I managed to get by
a cold shower, orange jumpsuit, I'm beyond stressed
And I'm praying this will all stop
Then I find out the total bail number and my heart dropped
Almost
Can't tell the difference between night time and early morning
I was working, whole day passed by without me knowing
Im barely rested
I've won
Nigga it's a B&E
(yea)
Literally
(Woo)
They don't even make shit like this anymore
(Huh)
(Aaaah)
(Yea, Yea)
Woke up this morning I feel like I'm
Woke
these years
Hopefully by the time I'm 21 we'll be screaming out in cheers
Like momma I made it your son just signed a record deal
No he ain't fuck with
that you got me nigga, lie and say it's for the fam
Nights they go from tree to shone early mornings for the gram
I know that they follow what they see
my pops, pick up bricks made out of crystal
While he was countin' the green
I seen nothin' but strainers, containers, scales and rocks on a triple
Yeah three in the morning on the Westside highway, top down baby
Fuck y'all
The motivation for me is them telling me what I could not be
Oh well
Yea
Uhhh
Aye
Woah
Go go go go go go
Late at night yea I geek up til the morning chasing me
Imma sun seeker wanna see the future come wimme
I'm so
I had my mind on Margiela's
You wanted me to be jealous
You wanted me to express all my feelings
The tension went right through the ceiling
I used
You had us fucking in the morning
But you were out there in the evening
I was getting too faded so
Only smoking on the weekend
Had me thinking you
everyday
Party, party, party till we all fall out
Up late till the morning, well fuck it, we grown now
Yeah, I'm out here by myself finna get it on my own
friend down
(Bust her friend down)
Pockets full
I just went to cop another bust down
I could never lose
Turn up till the morning never turning down
Who be
the game
The quicker you go out it
Y'all ain't really 'bout shit
Y'all ain't got no substance
Yea I heard your little viral song
Some fun, dumb shit
Woke up, Friday morning feelin' damn good
Took a shower, got dressed, and rolled out to the neighborhood
Had no idea what I was in for
So I pulled
I woke up this morning like
Who the fuck is you gon be
Heard them niggas and they all talk
That ain't cool to me
You might catch a nigga hoodied up
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