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davestateofmind - morning sex lyrics

[verse 1]
wake up, wake up, this sh+t feel like morning s+x
golden child back going wild, i got em so depressed
heavy is the crown, i’m overstressed but i’m over blessed
everybody need me like bow, weezy was so, so def
been a outcast cause i’m so, so clean and i’m so, so fresh
rocking balmain jeans, with the gucci shirt and the polo vest
outfit overpriced, but if it’s fashion, dawg, i’m so obsessed
godly with the fits i don’t believe in the word overdressed
greatest in my city i just don’t think no one know it yet
but i leave all in god’s hands, i think he knows what’s best
paid so many dues at this point they owe us checks
me and chris want all of the vvss on both our necks
shawty blowin’ my line hitting me up like where you at?
been in the stu for 7 hours i got her so upset
she tryna get in my bed and outta that fashion nova dress
that’s a good problem to have, member what hova said?
99 problems but a b+tch ain’t one
n+ggas don’t know what classic is if this ain’t one
f+ck alla the top producer lists if chris ain’t one
my n+ggas rowdy and they all gone pull up with they gun
and i been made waves and i been made funds and i been had fun
blocking negative energy, dikembe son
whole city on my back you know this sh+t weigh tons
so many bars you woulda thought that i’ma inmate son, for real
[chorus]
yeah we had bad times, but now it’s good days
we reminisce on back when mama used to cook days
we sippin’ fine wine, cause we got good taste
and we been runnin’ up a check just like a footrace
i’m not no street n+gga, but i got hood ways
cause life a balance so i guess that that’s a good thing
and you know, girl i’ll be right there in the morning
right next to you when you yawning

[verse 2]
i need 50 for my wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist
i need fenty for my b+tch, b+tch, b+tch, b+tch, b+tch
need my name on every list, list, list, list, list
handle business ain’t no misses, only hits, hits, hits
on the double you in trouble if you diss, diss, diss
ain’t no malice but if you push me i got clips, clips, clips
if you wish a n+gga would i’ll grant yo wish, wish, wish
we could solve ‘em if it’s problems with the clique, clique, clique
i, i’m bout to spread my wings just like a ten+piece
cause i’m tryna turn this altima into a bentley
all white, brown top, call that b+tch dirk nowitzki
with some tint that presidenchy in the back gettin’ lewinsky
gotta keep the sh+t 100, i’m the illest of the century
coaching n+ggas in the game just like my name was alvin gentry
back like i never left, please tell me did you miss me
this that typa sh+t that got these labels talking extra friendly
back to the basics, stateofmind making statements
it’s my season, n+ggas hate it, they all dread it like they haitian
woulda thought that i was crippin’ how i’m counting up blue faces
fans driving 7 hours to the show to bring a bracelet
working ot, ot, ot till i get the crib that’s gated
young black and educated, we was never supposed to make it
now we good ain’t talking megan, beat the odds ain’t talking vegas
treat the truth just like my women, like em both served naked
moneyman, hunneds in my hand, gotta run it up
sidehoes, had to cut ’em off, like a tummy tuck
any up, keep the semi tucked, when yo money up
just might have to crack a n+gga egg, side sunny up
it’s green in they eyes, i know that these n+ggas feel a way
cause my batting average ridiculous, more hits than willie mays
or altuve with the bases loaded at minute maid
i’m simply better than you n+ggas, i ain’t talkin’ lemonade
[chorus]
yeah we had bad times, but now it’s good days
we reminisce on back when mama used to cook days
we sippin’ fine wine, cause we got good taste
and we been runnin’ up a check just like a footrace
i’m not no street n+gga, but i got hood ways
cause life a balance so i guess that that’s a good thing
and you know, girl i’ll be right there in the morning
right next to you when you yawning

- davestateofmind lyrics

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