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Gucci Mane
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To wake up in the morning is a motherfucking blessing
Grab my AK, I ain't motherfucking stressing
Standing in the kitchen and I'm whipping up them babies
Only thing on my mind is how to buy me a Mercedes
Scraping up the pot, tryna come up with the extra
Young niggas rob and I heard that they finesse ya
Ain't no pressure, get the .38 special
Only thing on my mind is how to put you on a stretcher
I pull up solo dolo in a motherfucking Lambo
Sipping lean all on my Polo, making niggas out examples
Your girlfriend want a photo cause she say she like my wardrobe
Got Louis on my feet and I got diamonds in my earlobe
My prices buy so low but shawty tell me something I don't know
My niggas are so cutthroat, man they dirty like a dope bowl
I made a hundred thousand right on Bouldercrest and Flat Shoals
Worth a half a million when I moved over to Creel Road
Serving through the burglar bar doors with the dope clothes
Got more blocks than Dikembe Mutombo
Gave holmes a whole thing to blow a nigga head off
.44 Bulldog when I drop the bread off
To wake up in the morning is a motherfucking blessing
Grab my AK, I ain't motherfucking stressing
Standing in the kitchen and I'm whipping up them babies
Only thing on my mind is how to buy me a Mercedes
Scraping up the pot, tryna come up with the extra
Young niggas rob and I heard that they finesse ya
Ain't no pressure, get the .38 special
Only thing on my mind is how to put you on a stretcher
I pulled up with a chauffeur in my motherfucking Rolls Royce
Glock 19, bomb of purp, and a pair of Jordans
Gucci Mane my nigga so you know I fuck with bricksquad
My men still speak bilingual, don't do English, they the brick squad
T-tops on my 'Vette, middle finger to a squad car
Cool hundred bricks, that fill up a Smart car
Energy efficient, niggas winning on the gas rate
Forty-eight a pound, want ten? Okay, thirty-eight
Nothing seem to maze me, while the kitchen slave me
One time to the dope boys, they the ones who raised me
I fuck with the robbers, I hang with the murderers
Was finna get that new Bentley but it didn't come convertible
To wake up in the morning is a motherfucking blessing
Grab my AK, I ain't motherfucking stressing
Standing in the kitchen and I'm whipping up them babies
Only thing on my mind is how to buy me a Mercedes
Scraping up the pot, tryna come up with the extra
Young niggas rob and I heard that they finesse ya
Ain't no pressure, get the .38 special
Only thing on my mind is how to put you on a stretcher
I've been getting money since I motherfucking came here
Same shit, cop and go, nah ain't nothing changed here
Know I got that haze, sour, and a couple kushes
Shorty got the rock, and the Glock is in the bushes
One already in the head, hollows in the full clip
All my niggas 'bout that bread, we ain't 'bout that bullshit
Work is good, make sure your connect keep it real with you
Hundred on the chain, quarter million on the vehicle
Spit a couple bars, get some budgets, sign a deal or two
Drink some liquor, fuck some bad bitches, pop a pill or two
Killing you, young black rich nigga, ain't no need in stressing
Be thankful for what you got my nigga, it's a blessing
To wake up in the morning is a motherfucking blessing
Grab my AK, I ain't motherfucking stressing
Standing in the kitchen and I'm whipping up them babies
Only thing on my mind is how to buy me a Mercedes
Scraping up the pot, tryna come up with the extra
Young niggas rob and I heard that they finesse ya
Ain't no pressure, get the .38 special
Only thing on my mind is how to put you on a stretcher
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