Good Morning

Good morning, bitch, I ain't laying in this morning (Karlos got that juice) uh Good morning (bitch, I ain't) Bitch, I ain't laying in this morning My phone's ringing, can't you hear that money calling? Ain't no half stepping, bitch, I'm all in Said, I'm all in Good morning (bitch, I ain't) Bitch, I ain't laying in this morning My phone's ringing, can't you hear that money calling? Ain't no half stepping bitch, I'm all in I said, I'm all in, uh I was trapping in Scotland with a MILF I bagged and I piped and that pussy got killed Free the G's Fuck jail, I ain't ever going back, I hate scrubs like TLC Before rap, I had street fame Sold a million three-fives, I went platinum in the weed game We them hard boys I ain't talking 'bout Pokémon when I say my niggas squirt tools and blast toys God's plan, gotta trust the process And if you wanna get this money, better fuck these hoes less They say I'm going in, I ain't even started yet I'm grown, but there's still violations I can't forget How this nigga trapping and he's 30-plus? Bitch, you can't just come around, you gotta earn my trust Uh, see how I came through in that double R? Ain't just me, I copped my auntie and my mum a car These little niggas beefing with grown men If I run to my trunks, I let go ten Them man are broke, they can't war us Went from bunk beds in jail to having beds on my tour bus I told a gov, "Crack the door, I'm going back on tour" I'll sell packs before I ever go back to poor These little niggas starting up their line It's easy to get caught, but it's hard to do the time Uh, these youngins going on live with their opps I'd rather drive through their blocks, start firing off shots Uh, my nigga Keyz and Jazzy should be free soon I ain't slipping, got the burner in the steam room He said, "The packs ain't arrived to the address" Now it's peak if he fails the lie detector test Uh, another day back in grind mode I can move flavors with my eyes closed Of course, I get love I ain't like them rappers with management, I was endorsed by the plug I remember when she used to ignore me All them times I bumped into you, acting like you never saw me Now she on my dick, you wouldn't think it was the same girl I hit, then I ticked her off the list like my name's Earl I can get you any pack you need Ain't just rap, crop circle manufacture weed Boxes 'round the house, look like I'm unpacking Them niggas don't wanna step, them man are just chatting 'Bout to milk the rap game, then I'm done rapping But every time I'm doing well, somethin' dumb happens The streets turned me to a villain Told these niggas, "By the time I'm 30, I'll be chilling" It's Nines