Lyrics Felly – Morning
Text:
Yo these people talk to me like I’m a listen
You love feedin me that dirt, let me do the dishes
The download is out and you can check the digits
I been on my sun shit, yesterday I crossed some fishes
And it was delicious probably cause my eyes low
Cops at house parties keep me runnin from the 5-0
Caught skippin’ class but mama got me by the spinal
Dismissin’ me from school so I can go and cop some vinal
Word
Its all wins, no losses, but stop fucking hittin up my phone its obnoxious
Most my days I spent making beats to fill my pockets
So I can buy some shit I probably never even wanted
But still I can fuck around and take the throne
I made almost a grand with just a day while I was home alone
Getting big headed and I hate it more than you can know
But damn it feels good to show these kids that like to doubt my goals
Mama I put you in the beama, I love you more than I can fit up in this meter ?
Pops I ain’t forget yuh though I’m standing underneath yuh
I’m sorry if I ain’t livin’ up to promises between us
Damn
My innersense gone AWOL, sippin on a 40 while we listenin to the rain fall
They placin’ bets on if I fail, but I’m take off
Kick those fuckers down while they swinging at my ankles
Embrace the thought provoking adolescence
I swear I’ll make the world feel every sentence
But now I just smile… kinda like this
Just another morning trying to figure out what life is
Cops at house parties keep me runnin from the 5-0
Caught skippin’ class but mama got me by the spinal
Dismissin’ me from school so I can go and cop some vinal
Word
Its all wins, no losses, but stop fucking hittin up my phone its obnoxious
Most my days I spent making beats to fill my pockets
So I can buy some shit I probably never even wanted
But still I can fuck around and take the throne
I made almost a grand with just a day while I was home alone
Getting big headed and I hate it more than you can know
But damn it feels good to show these kids that like to doubt my goals
Mama I put you in the beama, I love you more than I can fit up in this meter ?
Pops I ain’t forget yuh though I’m standing underneath yuh
I’m sorry if I ain’t livin’ up to promises between us
Damn
My innersense gone AWOL, sippin on a 40 while we listenin to the rain fall
They placin’ bets on if I fail, but I’m take off
Kick those fuckers down while they swinging at my ankles
Embrace the thought provoking adolescence
I swear I’ll make the world feel every sentence
But now I just smile… kinda like this
Just another morning trying to figure out what life is
Uh duh duh
Figure out what life is
Just another morning trying to figure out what life is
Uh duhduh-duh
Aye ma, put you in that beama
Mornin’
Good morning
I said good
He said good-good morning
Don’t ask me to explain this beat either I don’t know what the fuck it is
Its, I like it
Its how I feel fuck it
Aight we’re done
Aye ma, put you in that beama
Mornin’
Good morning
I said good
He said good-good morning
Don’t ask me to explain this beat either I don’t know what the fuck it is
Its, I like it
Its how I feel fuck it
Aight we’re done
