Still the Morning Lyrics

Just made ten it's still the morning

You just a lame I been important

Look at my clothes they get sent imported

Rich or die trying ten cents above forty

If I already hit I ain't missing you shorty

Walk out my spot and they instantly recording

You more like pippin lil nigga I'm jordan

Had to dismiss her even though she gorgeous

I be everywhere hustling until the sun down

The chariots gone carry us right to the promise land

You on the sideline I been scoring touchdowns

The industry a joke I got the game in my hands

All my old peers like damn he the man

At first I dropped out everybody like damn

If you heard my story then you'd probably be sad

But it was God's plan now we playing with the M's

They don't want to play so they faking the injuries

She volunteer the neck in a sec but not Tennessee

Get it nigga like SEC quick to kick her out got Lionel Messi feet

Put some some respect on my name when you mention me

I'm getting paid off the trades I be entering

Free all my niggas caught breaking and entering

Line yo ass up like we made an assembly

Don't need no flash when you taking the picture

Diamonds be dancing whole face still get lit up

Niggas mosquitos my flow getting bit up

They loving my steelo they know I'm official

Brand new Glock I just loaded the missiles

If I ain't blew yet I'ma blow in a minute

Signed to nobody fasho independent

Life on the line had to go with the risk

What's up with all the controversy

Please watch yo chick cuz her eyes be lurking

If that boy playing both sides he a burger

I done came far watch I'm finna go further

Feel like Lavar all I know is to ball

I can just snap the whole time if I want

Step in the booth and I just get to going

This really regular I ain't even flaunting

I don't say slime but we had them nicks at night

Just was getting by wasn't living right

Switched it up ended up in a different light

Now they act like whole time we was really tight

Can't compare me cuz I'm not just anybody

And I will fast but not Ricky Bobby

Big drip on me it's a real tsunami

Hit stick a nigga if he try me

Just made ten it's still the morning

You just a lame I been important

Look at my clothes they get sent imported

Rich or die trying ten cents above forty

If I already hit I ain't missing you shorty

Walk out my spot and they instantly recording

You more like pippin lil nigga I'm jordan

Had to dismiss her even though she gorgeous

I be everywhere hustling until the sun down

The chariots gone carry us right to the promise land

You on the sideline I been scoring touchdowns

The industry a joke I got game in my hands

All my old peers like damn he the man

At first I dropped out everybody like damn

If you heard my story then you'd probably be sad

But it was God's plan now we playing with the M's