On That Morning

Everything
I lost every hope I had at
Doing good
Right when I hit lowest
On that morning I got on my shit
Aye
Can't tell me nothing
This was all pre planned

Try to understand
I never had a chance

Na real Shit
Never had a Chance

CPS they ain't teach me nothing

All the shit you talked God had better plans

I mean look at me
Feel like last week
I was QP'n
Nigga day dreaming
Took a flight to Houston
Had a safe evening
Played it cool
Bitch I'm a caged demon

I just put it all right down on the line
Nickel dime my heart my soul my pride
I cannot control the entourage
Well
I could go without the entourage
Hoopty doopty four door marage
Nigga goal plottin
I just picked up John
High profit
Feed the whole block
God bless America
Or not
It took me

Everything
I lost every hope
I had at
Doing good
Right when I hit lowest
On that morning
I got on my shit
Aye
Can't tell me nothing
This was all pre planned
Man

I said I'm sorry
Why
I'm meant to be all on my own
Only God can tell where I went wrong
Leave that shit alone
So much for people worrying about me
Bitch you seen my phone
Can't wait to get on
It's the plan right
Gotta get it going
Fuck a standby
If it was up to me
I would probably
Smoke and write
All the damn time
I'm living in two dimension
And in none of them
Did I have true religion
Ain't coughing up nothing
Came for your dollar
Thinking the same
Then you got you a problem
Ain't nothing
To get you to follow
I'm bummed out about a lot of things I wish that I could take back
Got word from a far
That I gotta make a move
Don't see it happening like that
I know you heard about the new addition
Good to see the team is all here and winning
Did it all myself
Nigga cant you tell
With all the shit that I've been killing

Everything
I lost every hope
I had at
Doing good
Right when I hit lowest
On that morning
I got on my shit
Aye
Can't tell me nothing
This was all pre planned
Man



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Writer(s): Manuel Perez
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