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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Metro Boomin
Metro Boomin
Programming
Dre Moon
Dre Moon
Programming
Jeff Babko
Jeff Babko
Guitar
Peter Lee Johnson
Peter Lee Johnson
String Instrument
Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane
Vocals
Higher Calling
Higher Calling
Vocal Ensemble
Kevin Lemons
Kevin Lemons
Background Vocals
Mejdi Rhars
Mejdi Rhars
Programming
The Loving Sisters
The Loving Sisters
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Radric Delantic Davis
Radric Delantic Davis
Songwriter
Andre Proctor
Andre Proctor
Songwriter
Joseph Froese
Joseph Froese
Songwriter
Gladys Williams Givens
Gladys Williams Givens
Songwriter
Leland Wayne
Leland Wayne
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Metro Boomin
Metro Boomin
Producer
Dre Moon
Dre Moon
Producer
Ethan Stevens
Ethan Stevens
Mixing Engineer
Mejdi Rhars
Mejdi Rhars
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah Yeah, good mornin', America Huh, came so far 'Times just wake up, man You know, just look at the water Put on the water The sun ain't even up yet I'm thinkin' 'bout the check (Wop) Woke up in the mornin' Bust down me a brick Give Metro a million Told him not to quit (True) East Atlanta, Zone 6 Gucci really rich (Rich) They keep bud in the kitchen Fuck some eggs and grits Jimmy Henchman with the shipment I sold a lot of shit Heard I killed a man allegedly But I didn't bust a head (Hah) The way they mixin' up the medicine I might just grow some dreads (Uh) It's a bad bitch on the elevator I'ma let her in Let your hater be a motivator, I can't let you win He a genius, human calculator Stack it by the ten Put the Lambo on the elevator Bring it to the den Put the Mustang by the balcony I'm fly like Peter Pan I'm so glad they turned they back on me 'Cause we wasn't really friends (No) And it ain't even ten and I woke up on a ten (Huh) And I don't need no pen (Nah) No I don't need no pad (Wizop) The sun ain't even up yet I'm thinkin' 'bout the check (Huh) Woke up in the mornin' Bust down me a brick (Skrrt) Give Metro a million Told him not to quit (Metro) East Atlanta, Zone 6 Gucci really rich Plus, they keep bud in the kitchen Fuck some eggs and grits Jimmy Henchman with the shipment I sold a lot of shit Heard I killed a man allegedly But I didn't bust a head The way they mixin' up the medicine I might just grow some dreads Gotta keep them snipers wit' me, dawg I got more enemies than 50, dawg (Huh?) He popped a Percocet, he noddin' off (Wow) On high alert, they just might pop it off (Shh) 11 o'clock, she popped an Adderall (Huh?) That bitch so bougie, yeah she bad and all (Muah) That bitch so thick, you know she lit and all It's Gucci Mane You know it's bricks involved (Skrrt, skrrt) The sun ain't even up yet, I'm thinkin' 'Bout the check ('Bout it) Woke up in the mornin' Bust down me a brick Give Metro a million Told him not to quit East Atlanta, Zone 6 Gucci really rich Plus, they keep bud in the kitchen Fuck some eggs and grits Jimmy Henchman with the shipment I sold a lot of shit Heard I killed a man allegedly But I didn't bust a head The way they mixin' up the medicine I might just grow some dreads When they don't understand the fight I want you to tell them What you want them to do Most of all save us I know you can Oh, I said... Save the world Save the world Save the world I would like for the horns to talk to you right now
Writer(s): Radric Delantic Davis, Leland Tyler Wayne, Andre Eric Proctor, Rhars Mejdi, Gladys Williams Givens Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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