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slopps - good morning lyrics

[hook]

hey its me writin’ ’bout what happened way back
though things changed we can’t really change that
memories in my d-mn brain as i lay back
hold up we didn’t say that, thoughts always they fade back

[verse 1]

i’ve been thinkin’ to myself, always thinkin’ to myself
heard my mommas all alone yet her man is in the house
i been speakin’ a lot, when i’m talkin’ to god
i know these vultures lookin’ at me they just waitin’ on their shot
wouldn’t you if you could, blamin’ you when i shouldn’t
i didn’t ask for your opinion, did i mention we could work
but i’m stuck in my old ways
it’s a shame that this place never really felt the same
and the days start to daze
and these tubers all fake
and these b-tches plottin’ on me
to remain in my fame
d-mn, i ain’t sign up for this, he ain’t built up for this, she ain’t called up for sh-t, you didn’t put in on this
why the f-ck i would split
down to this green incense
man its so crazy
lately i’ve been reminiscing, when my pockets was all missin’
in my feelin’s i’ve been chillin, that’s when millions come in minutes, word to jesse up in philli
f-ck it

[hook]

we gon’ work it out
we gon’ work it out
we gon’ work it out
we gon’ work it out
we gon’ work it out
we gon’ work it out
we gon’ work it out

[verse 2]

i can’t stand a do nothin’ b-tch, a new who knew nothin b-tch
on that “oh that’s you” type sh-t
peepin’ at my pocket like i owe you some sh-t
f-ck it
look
i really wish my mom would just have heart
instead of chasin’ men’s wallets like business cards
all my uncles addicts
its kinda tragic
the static, poppin’ 15 vicodin
seem to form the habit
what the f-ck you thought is gonna do?
i got fam in the trenches
i got fam in the coupes
i got boys in the condos
i saw rule on the news
f-ck the system
i won’t listen, man i gotta eat
wrote my therapist two years ago
and got a letter back, guess money does speak though
f-ck it

[hook]

hey its me writin’ ’bout what happened way back
though things changed we can’t really change that
memories in my d-mn brain as we lay back
hold up we didn’t say that, thoughts always they fade back

we gon’ work it out
we gon’ work it out
we gon’ work it out
we gon’ work it out
we gon’ work it out
we gon’ work it out
we gon’ work it out

- slopps lyrics

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