Harry Fraud - Good Morning lyrics

[Introduction:] Good morning! That's right. . . it's a new day in the game . . . Coke Boys, Riot Music Group . . . without further interruption let's get into it [Hook:] It's a slow road to the fame when the windows is closed When it's clo-o-o-o-sed My ten toes in the game on my way through the cold Through the co-o-o-o-ld I'm bout to bring this through the game like the wind when it blows When it blo-o-o-ws These n***as insects on my windshield I wipe ‘em Twin vets and double piping And n***a you ain't none like him [Verse:] n***as want to k** me, b**hes want to date me Some n***as will feel me, other n***as hate me d**h or jail is the ultimatum You supposed to hate him Jewelry bright, stones clear Flying in my own Lear f** n***as I don't hear ‘em My definition of a million is relief We hold court up in the streets, no police Knots busting out my pockets all profit Lord help me get my daily bread These n***as famished, see they barley fed Jewelry red Panamera black Herrera shades Jewelry lemonade I'm k**ing the game Watch me demonstrate Bad b**hes on me, no deuces just tens like Timberlake Crack the window let the breeze ventilate Nothing but a thousand make you monkey n***as disappear Life is cheap b**hes acting up So I wifed the streets Live in the fire because I like the heat Feeling on my suede said she like my seats Everything I own n***a got receipts Close range with the chopper split his wig open No insurance for the doctor wounds still smoking Coke Boys put the city back up on the mizzap Rapper looking sleepy I can help them with a nizzap Blowing 30,000 on my wrist is not a mishap Shooters bang the pains on you so to change just sit back My melody's addictive so they call me Drugz n***as hate the air I breathe b**hes show me love [Hook:]