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rizzie redd - good morning lyrics

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intro:
good morning

yeah

good morning x4

x2

hook:
good morning

went to sleep wit some sh-t on my mind

so tell me how i’m ’posed to wake up to a fake

good morning

another youngin’ died

hood mourning all night

just to wake up to a fake

good morning

and my b-tch on some other sh-t

left last night

to her mother sh-t

this ain’t a

good morning

now it’s rainin’ pouring

guess some more bad news

i gotta open my eyes to

good morning

verse:

and i don’t even sleep normal

i only hear shots and feel that thing recoil in my dreams

how n-ggas all figured we spoiled

cause our mothers grinded

so we could eat

3 and 4 meals

n-ggas been tellin’ me

that i won’t never see no deal

cause i’m always complainin’

nah n-gga that’s called real

i won’t buy no yachty tickets ever

but ya’ll will

i was raised on big, pac, when rap was hard still

bars still

mattered

god still

got a plan for a n-gga

hold on to the guard rail

climbin’ up the stair case to the top

i’m almost there

look at their face

lookin’ shocked

and now i’m here

knowin’ that they wish a n-gga flop

cause i see bigger things in life than pitching rock

n-ggas get knocked

just to hear a “free my brother”

well i’m not

i told da n-gga how to keep from gettin’ locked

in the first place

listen homie

keep on gettin’ guap

and stay up off that corner n-gga

keep from gettin’ shot

bad nights in the bad lands

bad men wit bad b-tches

you know they got bad intentions

good kid back in ’08

good riddance

now the streets took a good n-gga

it’s no place in the hood for a good n-gga

long as he know

that everywhere that he go

in the hood, he’ll be good n-gga

b sec:

so i gotta think for a minute

pour me up another drink of the liquor

roll me up another l of the sour

and turn the music up a little bit louder

yeah i’m thinkin’ bout my life in a nut sh-ll

slurring words, drunk as h-ll, double cup filled

dutch full a sh-t, smellin’ like a skunk tale

yawning

i’ll just go to sleep until the good good morning

hook:
good morning

went to sleep wit some sh-t on my mind

so tell me how i’m ’posed to wake up to a fake

good morning

another youngin’ died

hood mourning all night

just to wake up to a fake

good morning

and my b-tch on some other sh-t

left last night

to her mother sh-t

this ain’t a

good morning

now it’s rainin’ pouring

guess some more bad news

i gotta open my eyes to

good morning

verse 2:

d-mn i heard my n-gga mom p-ssed

he already got the weight, of the world, on his back

in contrast

to homie living home wit no bills

and feel

everybody owe him somethin’

in fact

he bought a mack, last weekend

thinkin’ ‘a op would come past and blast

hit his whip up

that n-gga better run fast

“tried to point him

in the right direction

toward winning

but he’d rather hit the block

when opportunity comp-ss-em

those type ‘a n-ggas

i have no comp-ssion for

i tried to get homie a job

but nah

he said crime pays better

way better

say fella!
you been sellin’ since a snot nose

so how you only got clothes

no goals

no role model

so how the f-ck

do you expect a n-gga to fill the shoes

wit no soul/sole

he don’t give a f-ck

he a super thug

til he got shocked

tryna pull a fast one on the plug

he got plugged

to say i’m preachin’

is sorta reachin’

i’m cautious

ever since we started beefin’

wit them outta town puerto ricans

don’t want my n-ggas in a 6 by 8

or in a pine box

i’ll skip that wake

thats not a good morning/mourning

i lost pop to cancer

lost gram to cancer

and the got d-mn

white man got the answer

but why cure it

just vaccinate it

shorty ain’t fascinated

i wanna f-ck

but she just m-st-rbated

these ninja turtles

running round, actin’ brave

it’s crazy how they claim like they g

but roll wit n-ggas signing affidavits

it’s madness

and if i had to rate it

i would say it’s

outta control

lord knows

only half us’ll make it

yeah

b sec:
so i gotta think for a minute

pour me up another drink of the liquor

roll me up another l of the sour

and turn the music up a little bit louder

yeah i’m thinkin’ bout my life in a nut sh-ll

slurring words, drunk as h-ll, double cup filled

dutch full a sh-t, smellin’ like a skunk tale

yawning

i’ll just go to sleep until the good good morning

hook:
good morning

went to sleep wit some sh-t on my mind

so tell me how i’m ’posed to wake up to a fake

good morning

another youngin’ died

hood mourning all night

just to wake up to a fake

good morning

and my b-tch on some other sh-t

left last night

to her mother sh-t

this ain’t a

good morning

now it’s rainin’ pouring

guess some more bad news

i gotta open my eyes to

good morning

outro:
good morning

yeah

good morning x4

x2

- rizzie redd lyrics

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