The Morning Lyrics

I work for this but you want a handout you niggas lazy nigga

Don't go acting like somebody you not you boys crazy then a

Bitch could never change me nigga

I am who daddy made me nigga

Black skin but under this attire I got pain in him

Yeah I got my daughter in here too to me my baby nigga

Traveling 35 with her for years love when I go get her

What I preach might change ya dinner

My hands might take ya brain for dinner

Thought about it then it right hooked me I got a taste I'm finna

Talk slick not quicker

She wasn't thrown I had to pick her

Got a loaf on me I'm about to take this flight

If the soul is pure then I'ma hold her tight

I'm standing over her like a overbite

Leave 'em home alone lets hit a show tonight

Got damn got damn let's hit a show tonight

Fuck crying nigga pick a grind

I ain't letting up boy it's hunting time

Tented SUV up in the summertime

Bro had the porsche niggas wanted slime

Taco stand don't forget the lime

Never plotting over one of mine

Look at our skin we the same kind

I'm out my body but I'm in my mind

Big playa I'ma show her right

When I lay dick it fold her my

Tongue will leave you wet and soakened I

Put my hand around ya neck until you sigh

Let me tell you about this young flippa

Vanilla cone see I had to dip her

Lil passive thang but aggressive in her

See it's never over to a fucking winner

Boss shit coming home to plates

What you know about it some can't relate

Versatile as fuck some know I'm great

So what I'm throwed in a fucking cloud

Well known still keep the loud

Even if I got it nigga never proud

I'm a solid man never need a crowd

Stand up if you fucking with me

I been on a mission ever since the titty

ATX shoutout to my fucking city

I salute to that forever keep it with me

A college grad I'm eating that for dinner

A college dad something I remember

A college pad where I used to rim her

Playa made like I used to pimp her

Far from perfect but you get the picture

Full throttle never limping in her

With four ones you gotta make a wish

I'm hell of different something you'll miss

Lonely nigga but I need a kiss

I'm santa clause where's the fucking list

Calm down for you get me pissed

If I turn up you'll catch a fist

I work for this but you want a handout you niggas lazy nigga

Don't go acting like somebody you not you boys crazy then a

Bitch could never change me nigga

I am who daddy made me nigga

Black skin but under this attire I got pain in him