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In the Morning ft. Beeda Weeda & Work Dirty

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The slums of the big town as packed with drama and Danger as the squalid streets of some native quarter In the heart of this melting pot of crime stands an Oasis where one man struggles against the forces that Turn his loved ones to lives of violence and shame Ooh, sinister mob shit, choppers all in the closet Hydrogen lamps in the attic, growin' broccoli, spinach and cabbage Vacuum sealer on the counter, right next to the money counter That's right next to the scale for weighin' nuts and fruits, now yell That's my excuse if they took me to jail, listen to this here, cuz Never explain to the po-po and tell ' Em shit, 'cause they ain't the fuckin' judge It's money on my mind and paper I gotta get Bitches I need to fuck and licks that I must hit Moves that I'ma make and whips I'm tryin' to flip Steps that I should take, be careful I don't slip When I was little I had to observe, watch and listen So I could be well-conditioned and ready For the unexpected to occur at any time On my 24-hour grind, in my prime, gettin' mine Greenbacks in the makin', gouda on the line Chalupa I be chasin', nine by my spine Outsmartin' the po-po sellin' dope, holdin' up a homeless sign Banger hidden under my clothes, I pull it out and they know Bustin' rubber bands, gettin' that dough I got that plug and we juggin' for sure Just ask all the narcs, I'll be right back out here in the mornin' Banger hidden under my clothes, I pull it out and they know Bustin' rubber bands, gettin' that dough I got that plug and we juggin' for sure Just ask all the narcs, I'll be right back out here in the mornin' Wake up in the mornin', first thing on my mind is guapo Gouda, shooter knock the meat up out your taco Capo, I don't serve, I just sit back and watch, bro Sig's, Llamas, Rugers, in love with my 40 Glock though Slidin' through the ghetto on fo's, dodgin' them potholes Heavy metal, drugs and hoes, call it the rock show Boy, I'm really mobbin', no problem to get your top blown Hit 'em up, split 'em up, pick 'em up Right back at it when the cops gone Welcome to the top zone, 2-8 block, nigga Raised by J-Mo, certified top hitter Swisher filled with dead, got it by the Glad bag Gucci belt, I let it sag, stuntin', showin' my ass Flashin' on my little thug bruh, take your bad ass to class Gotta feel 'em, can't be mad, caught him dippin' in my stash No test, two tabs, I'm rollin' I've been posted on this bitch since mornin' Banger hidden under my clothes, I pull it out and they know Bustin' rubber bands, gettin' that dough I got that plug and we juggin' for sure Just ask all the narcs, I'll be right back out here in the mornin' Banger hidden under my clothes, I pull it out and they know Bustin' rubber bands, gettin' that dough I got that plug and we juggin' for sure Just ask all the narcs, I'll be right back out here in the mornin' Turn the rock, go ham, money on my mind 24/7, damn Kick a broke bitch out my spot like Pam I'm a hustler in every sense of the word Favorite days of the month? First to the third That's when all the fiends got dough so I don't sleep Tell my narcs to spread the word, bruh, I'm takin' EBT WIC cards, social security checks, I run through them Dope fiend runnin' in the driveway right now, boy, I scooped him Work, where you bank? Shit, the B of A Bread out our ass, deposits all day Schemin' on the come up, tryin' to get my ones up 30 Round dick, wish a nigga run up I keep a weapon, a pistol, poker or popper Somethin' to bludgeon a hater to death if he disrespect my propers Work 30, I'm a motherfuckin' monster These noodle spine niggas get ate like pasta Banger hidden under my clothes, I pull it out and they know Bustin' rubber bands, gettin' that dough I got that plug and we juggin' for sure Just ask all the narcs, I'll be right back out here in the mornin' Banger hidden under my clothes, I pull it out and they know Bustin' rubber bands, gettin' that dough I got that plug and we juggin' for sure Just ask all the narcs, I'll be right back out here in the mornin'