Hello Good Morning lyrics

Hello, hello, good morning

But most of y'all niggas sleeping

I could still hear you yawning

Might as well still be dreaming

Just cause you ain't win the battle...

Don't mean you fully defeated...

Children's mothers are mourning...

Getting prayers from the deacon...

Hit wit them stray bullets I’m talking that wilie beaming...

Where I’m from shit ain't sweet but that Krispy Kreme keep em feening...

These youngins twisted they mind is screwed up oh now they leaning...

They ain't learn from the ones that ain't make it whilе they still breathing...

Nigga I own my style hе be leasing his...

And they be like S-GOD damn you be freaking it...

Had to take a second had to show em I be teaching shit...

My fullest potential (nah) I ain't reach the peak of it...

Trying not to be like the rest of y'all...

Bars gotta kick that's a Mezzi flow...

Warstarr everything head to toe I’m on my different shit my nigga Veka know...

I ain't tryna trap coming out a bando...

Never see me beg I don't wanna hand out

Every time I start gotta set the plan out

They said I couldn't do it well I'm the man now

I don't really think they know (who I be)

Show you better than I can tell you (Well I hope they gone see)

Could bring the horse to water but (is he gone drink)

A lot of shit happens up in (NYC)

I hear a lot of haters talking...

But I don't pay attention to 'em hell no

End up Either in jail or in a coffin (where I’m from) that's why I gotta get up out this hell hole

That's why I be focused what I’m focused on

Steady minding my business I don't know you homes

Keep my ear to the street still know what's going on

This one for all my niggas that's still holding on

They watching...

They waiting I see them niggas hating

I tested him...

I check em off the list congratulations

He failing just to fit in...

That's fake it to he make it

No bullshit, while I'm operating I ain't got no patience

The hood I’m tryna get out...

Boy why you tryna get in too much Caine in my society'll turn you to a menace..

Locked in wit they minds but they already put a bid in...

Playing with they lives but you control it to the ending...

Damn I Hate when its the youngest end up in the prison...

Sitting and waiting but ain't nobody gone visit...

Judge me on what I say I don't listen to no critics...

Bump this and play this shit yea I bet they gone feel this...

I don't really think they know... (who I be)

Show you better than I can tell you.. (Well I hope they gone see)

Could bring the horse to water but (is he gone drink)...

A lot of shit happens up in (NYC)

I hear a lot of haters talking...

But I don't pay attention to em hell no

End up Either in jail or in a coffin (where I’m from) that's why I gotta get up out this hell hole...

That's why I be focused what I’m focused on...

Steady minding my business I don't know you homes...

Keep my ear to the street still know what's going on...

This one for all my niggas that's still holding on...