To Tha Mornin' ft. $pring & ToneDaUzual Lyrics

To the mornin'

Aye, to the, to the mornin'

Yeah, Balance, ouu

Ouu

Stacking up all my chips

I'm with my Off-White bitch

And she rock Off-White bitch

They broke and they jealous, get off my dick

Gang can't cross, can't miss

Balling on the court, straight swish

I'm a rockstar like Kiss

Last thing they heard was "ouu"

Yeah, I'm with the gang, they can't divide us

We seen the bag that shit excite us

Aye, 'cause we been grinding to the morning

Been up since I don't know, stay scoring

'Cause I've been waves, on that go-go

They hitting me, I don't do promo

Been winning they seen this shit slo-mo

Be successful, my families motto

I'ma get it to say that I told you

They ignoring the texts now they storm you

I beat up the hooks, did a one-two

They don't know the story, bags run through

Jump off the stage

Raw caught 'em 4K trying to diss the gang

JSK ties we the troop, ooray

Out the loop, you a stray, cannot mix in my lane

If he's an opp it's a nah

Let 'em sleep, I won't sleep on the job

Frosty, wrist who would of thought

For me your girl turn to a thot

In my mind state I hold 'em

Roll em up, they ain't no one

They got to get off my shoulder

Is Balance winning? No duh

I'm gonna pop, then I smoke 'em, Dior Dior

They cannot get this swag in the store

I throw up them dollars, fall to the floor

Lavish lifestyle my moms home decor

Stacking up all my chips

I'm with my Off-White bitch

And she rock Off-White bitch

They broke and they jealous, get off my dick

Gang can't cross, can't miss

Balling on the court, straight swish

I'm a rockstar like Kiss

Last thing they heard was "ouu"

Yeah, I'm with the gang, they can't divide us

We seen the bag that shit excite us

Aye, 'cause we been grinding to the morning

Been up since I don't know, stay scoring

Get off my ass, I got money to make

Hitting your girl and she wet as a lake

Can't be too cool, man y'all are too fake

This is gods plan, man shoutout to Drake

But I'm independent

Check out my jewels, man check out these pendents

All of these opps man, I don't want friend 'em

(I don't want to be friends with none of y'all)

He with his Off-White bitch

I'm on my VLONE shit

She suck on this v-long dick

She got to swallow these kids

After that, I got to dip

This money comin' real quick

Shoutout to Balance

But I'ma hop off this shit (Damn)

I be all up in the fitting room

Put it on, yeah I got that shit on me

Shop around while I sip on that wokia

Every sip got me moving so slowly

Neiman Marcus I ball like Ginobili

And glock on my waist, gotta keep it all on me

Gang in the cut with a blick and it's lowkey

I hop in the stu', talk my shit so you know me

Hop in the cat then I skrt off

I'm swerving, I'm smacked off the muddy

I'm getting these bands and they broke off

They mad cause I'm getting this money

Louie my shades when's it's sunny

My bitch hella thick, she be shaking that dumpy

GOTENKS in this bitch, we get shmoney

My choppa the coach, make you n***** start running

Stacking up all my chips

I'm with my Off-White bitch

And she rock Off-White bitch

They broke and they jealous, get off my dick

Gang can't cross, can't miss

Balling on the court, straight swish

I'm a rockstar like Kiss

Last thing they heard was "ouu"

Yeah, I'm with the gang, they can't divide us

We seen the bag that shit excite us

Aye, 'cause we been grinding to the morning

Been up since I don't know, stay scoring

Yeah, uh, to the mornin'

Yeah, ah, to the mornin'

Stacking up all my chips

I'm wearing Off-White bitch

Hey, stack up my chips way to the mornin'

Ugh, I got these roads where I'm heading

I'm pushing, imbedded, this life got to get it

Ugh, I got the bros where I'm heading

The bros got to get it, the bros ima let in

All of these bitches been ready

These thotties been ready to fuck up my bready

I got these hits ima get it, I got the call lemme get it (Let's go! Hey!)

To the mornin, to the night, yeah

I was in the back of class with these songs I would write, yeah

Even while the teacher talking, hits came out of sight, yeah

three's on top of three's, I'm balling Jordan, feel like Mike

3003, throw them bands, fall on me

3003, in the mornings catching z's

Ugh, who am I to lie? Who, what, when or I? I got lot's of time

Time to make it mine

I've been grinding 'till the night

'Till the night

Grinding 'till the night

'Till the night

Grinding 'till the night

'Till the night

Grinding 'till the night

'Till the night

Grinding 'till the night

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