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The Morning

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  • (Intro: D'banj)
    Stuttering
    Giving 'em rest and making love again
    In my best, I be the run again
    And I have the man dem stuttering
    (Hook: D'banj)
    I'm getting this ***** in the morning
    He gon' think he been chiefing, just too long when
    He see me in the evening, wanna catch all these feelings
    Well, let me be the first to get mine, ohh
    (Verse 1: Raekwon)
    Barbeque and blow in the back of the crib
    Sitting and counting, smoking a spliff, this *****t's a gift
    All my *****s watches is rough, grabbing our ******es
    Yelling what up? The jeans cost $500? *****
    Stop it, keep baking, see, the smell it's a statement
    One freeze of this *****t, you won't feel your legs kid
    I'm a gangsta corporate hustla, my voice is illustrious
    Hounded by vicious dons, ***** we armed, trust me bruh
    They yelling Chef, kill the plate with the cooks
    I say 'Ye with 2 Chainz on, we Common, let's Push
    Burn another bush, then burn another we brothers
    Love us or not, the Mark Zuckerbergs of the block
    Hug a knot, staying rich, we was built for the guap
    Park the green six deuce on the deuce just props
    Rock a kilt, mean Glock, I'm all machinery, ock
    Cling to me, now see how the scenery rock?
    (Hook: D'banj)
    I'm getting this ***** in the morning
    He gon' think he been chiefing, just too long when
    He see me in the evening, wanna catch all these feelings
    Well, let me be the first to get mine, ohh
    (Verse 2: Common)
    I was born by a lake, chicken shack, and a church
    That mean the flow got wings and it come from the dirt
    Godly, I know she wanna test the 'Rari
    Eye on a dollar like Illu****ti
    Life is foggy, tryna see through the mist of it
    Could have been living it, you was Mrs. Mischievous
    This is just a letter to better your development
    Situation delicate
    (Verse 3: Pusha T)
    Some claim God body, blame Illu****ti
    All cause his pockets now knotty as his hair, yeah
    All Sonny, no Cher, only solitaires
    You cluster*****s could cluster up
    On tippy-toe and still not muster up
    So it's (ashes to ashes, dust to dust)
    In God we trust, the game is all us
    'til the sky calls or it's flames on us, Push
    (Hook: D'banj)
    I'm getting this ***** in the morning
    He gon' think he been chiefing, just too long when
    He see me in the evening, wanna catch all these feelings
    Well, let me be the first to get mine, ohh
    (Verse 4: 2 Chainz)
    2 Chainz!
    I'm chilling in my camo, flipping through the channel
    On my GOOD Music *****t, my logo's a Lambo
    Four doors of ammo, ammunition I'm pitching
    To make your body switch another position
    (Verse 5: Cyhi the Prynce)
    I hope the people is listening, I could never sell my soul
    I gave it back to God at my christening
    It's tickeling when I hear what haters be whispering
    What makes you think an Illu****ti would ever let some *****s in?
    Fake friends and siblings
    Like to wish you well but ain't never flip the nickel in
    Haters wanna pull they pistol when they see me in this race car
    But you can't spell war without an A-R
    15, I was pu*****ng carts at K-Mart
    By 21, they said I'd be inside a graveyard
    Can't wait to get that black American Express
    So I can show them white folks how to really pull the race card
    (Break: Kid Cudi & (Kanye West))
    Yeah, you feeling on top now, getting that money *****?
    (You sold your soul)
    Yeah, you feeling on top now, getting that money *****?
    (You sold your soul)
    Yeah, you feeling on top now, getting that money *****?
    (Naw man, mad people was fronting
    Aw man, made something from nothing)
    (Verse 6: Kanye West)
    I treat the label like money from my shows
    GOOD woulda been God except I added more O's
    If I knew she was cheating and still bought her more clothes
    It's cause I was too busy with my Baltimore, you know
    Some people call that the art of war, you know
    I guess it depends what you falling for, the clothes?
    Cars, money, girls and the clothes
    Aw money, you sold your soul
    Nah man, mad people was fronting
    Goddamn, we made something from nothing
  • [00:00.25](Intro: D'banj)
    [00:00.50]Stuttering
    [00:02.23]Giving 'em rest and making love again
    [00:05.11]In my best, I be the run again
    [00:07.79]And I have the man dem stuttering
    [00:11.61](Hook: D'banj)
    [00:12.11]I'm getting this ***** in the morning
    [00:18.15]He gon' think he been chiefing, just too long when
    [00:23.48]He see me in the evening, wanna catch all these feelings
    [00:29.30]Well, let me be the first to get mine, ohh
    [00:34.46](Verse 1: Raekwon)
    [00:34.96]Barbeque and blow in the back of the crib
    [00:38.09]Sitting and counting, smoking a spliff, this *****t's a gift
    [00:40.88]All my *****s watches is rough, grabbing our ******es
    [00:43.96]Yelling what up? The jeans cost $500? *****
    [00:46.99]Stop it, keep baking, see, the smell it's a statement
    [00:49.87]One freeze of this *****t, you won't feel your legs kid
    [00:52.82]I'm a gangsta corporate hustla, my voice is illustrious
    [00:55.57]Hounded by vicious dons, ***** we armed, trust me bruh
    [00:58.88]They yelling Chef, kill the plate with the cooks
    [01:01.26]I say 'Ye with 2 Chainz on, we Common, let's Push
    [01:04.35]Burn another bush, then burn another we brothers
    [01:07.24]Love us or not, the Mark Zuckerbergs of the block
    [01:10.14]Hug a knot, staying rich, we was built for the guap
    [01:13.02]Park the green six deuce on the deuce just props
    [01:16.06]Rock a kilt, mean Glock, I'm all machinery, ock
    [01:19.05]Cling to me, now see how the scenery rock?
    [01:21.67](Hook: D'banj)
    [01:22.17]I'm getting this ***** in the morning
    [01:28.39]He gon' think he been chiefing, just too long when
    [01:33.64]He see me in the evening, wanna catch all these feelings
    [01:39.45]Well, let me be the first to get mine, ohh
    [01:45.00](Verse 2: Common)
    [01:45.46]I was born by a lake, chicken shack, and a church
    [01:48.22]That mean the flow got wings and it come from the dirt
    [01:51.03]Godly, I know she wanna test the 'Rari
    [01:54.24]Eye on a dollar like Illu****ti
    [01:57.13]Life is foggy, tryna see through the mist of it
    [02:00.16]Could have been living it, you was Mrs. Mischievous
    [02:03.05]This is just a letter to better your development
    [02:07.47]Situation delicate
    [02:08.59](Verse 3: Pusha T)
    [02:09.09]Some claim God body, blame Illu****ti
    [02:11.86]All cause his pockets now knotty as his hair, yeah
    [02:15.51]All Sonny, no Cher, only solitaires
    [02:18.02]You cluster*****s could cluster up
    [02:20.32]On tippy-toe and still not muster up
    [02:23.10]So it's (ashes to ashes, dust to dust)
    [02:26.13]In God we trust, the game is all us
    [02:29.26]'til the sky calls or it's flames on us, Push
    [02:32.06](Hook: D'banj)
    [02:32.66]I'm getting this ***** in the morning
    [02:38.21]He gon' think he been chiefing, just too long when
    [02:43.86]He see me in the evening, wanna catch all these feelings
    [02:49.59]Well, let me be the first to get mine, ohh
    [02:54.29](Verse 4: 2 Chainz)
    [02:54.79]2 Chainz!
    [02:55.77]I'm chilling in my camo, flipping through the channel
    [02:58.54]On my GOOD Music *****t, my logo's a Lambo
    [03:01.49]Four doors of ammo, ammunition I'm pitching
    [03:04.97]To make your body switch another position
    [03:07.00](Verse 5: Cyhi the Prynce)
    [03:07.50]I hope the people is listening, I could never sell my soul
    [03:10.90]I gave it back to God at my christening
    [03:13.69]It's tickeling when I hear what haters be whispering
    [03:16.14]What makes you think an Illu****ti would ever let some *****s in?
    [03:20.22]Fake friends and siblings
    [03:22.22]Like to wish you well but ain't never flip the nickel in
    [03:24.96]Haters wanna pull they pistol when they see me in this race car
    [03:27.96]But you can't spell war without an A-R
    [03:31.32]15, I was pu*****ng carts at K-Mart
    [03:34.01]By 21, they said I'd be inside a graveyard
    [03:37.02]Can't wait to get that black American Express
    [03:39.43]So I can show them white folks how to really pull the race card
    [03:42.60](Break: Kid Cudi & (Kanye West))
    [03:43.10]Yeah, you feeling on top now, getting that money *****?
    [03:46.81](You sold your soul)
    [03:48.96]Yeah, you feeling on top now, getting that money *****?
    [03:52.86](You sold your soul)
    [03:54.54]Yeah, you feeling on top now, getting that money *****?
    [03:59.91](Naw man, mad people was fronting
    [04:03.18]Aw man, made something from nothing)
    [04:06.40](Verse 6: Kanye West)
    [04:06.41]I treat the label like money from my shows
    [04:08.78]GOOD woulda been God except I added more O's
    [04:11.74]If I knew she was cheating and still bought her more clothes
    [04:14.40]It's cause I was too busy with my Baltimore, you know
    [04:17.28]Some people call that the art of war, you know
    [04:20.28]I guess it depends what you falling for, the clothes?
    [04:23.38]Cars, money, girls and the clothes
    [04:26.46]Aw money, you sold your soul
    [04:29.36]Nah man, mad people was fronting
    [04:32.35]Goddamn, we made something from nothing