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young o - 5 in the morning lyrics

verse1:
i woke up 5 in the morning, guaranteed dem man still snoring
i said a little prayer to the father
then i’m out there getting that sterling aghhh
oh lord oh lord i pray my heart never ever fails me, ahh
oh lord oh lord i pray my feet never get weary
wait wait hold up
they’re not really down for the cause
bare trap talk with no bars
they’re not really ard all they do is gas and pretend look rude bwoy im not your friend no
ahh i’m cold with pen but better withe skeng might hit them with the bar or hit them with the lead ahhh
if she’s really peng she can get it on the bed
and i tell her dont run babes im not feds. take that. i keep it real so real so she rates that. she gt that white and that brown like a spray tan
me and kofi in the back and we’re laid back i heard a man want war, did u say that
ahh ahh no way, show up in all black no games. bally on my face okaayy, we dont say no names
we ain’t got time no way, round ere we dont joke or play ahh nah nah nah

pre-chorus

tell a man i’m out here
everywhere we go i bet we getting cash there
in the winter or the summer, day or night yeah
we getting cash counting lizzy like a cashier

chorus:

yeah x4
we just tryna get it for the low (yeah x4)
halleluyah lord protect my soul (yeah x4)
we just tryna make it on our own yeah yeah
i pray to god i make it back home yeah yeah
and everywhere we go i bet they know yeah yeah

verse 2
went to bed 3 in morning, 2 more hours then i’m on it, the money keeps calling, look out here; no stalling unless i see a peng teng walking, (let me slow right down)
round here man we keep it on the low, if a man wan snitch he gotta go
(yh its real like that)
lord knows yh i’m too skippy with the flow, if a man wan trip then let him fall ahh
i been on the grind for so long
i been on the rise for so long
f-ck your ratings thats long
i’ve kept it 100 from born
i will die with the truth on my tongue. thats the wave that i’m on
look they dont really want to see u win (nah)
they dont really want to see u swaggy
lord knows man i want a chef dee
and thats word to that bredda deejay khaled
another one
real badddaman a run tings
tell that pretty browning to come chill (how u feel likee)
pulling on hair its all real
she call me daddi while im giving her my kids (on the real tho)
we dont ever say no names
all my brudda’s out here just tryna win
screaming out f-k the law f-k the law
if u ever get caught u know deal. real

pre-chorus

tell a man i’m out here
everywhere we go i bet we getting cash there
in the winter or the summer, day or night yeah
we getting cash counting lizzy like a cashier

chorus:

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