Crying In The Morning

Crying in the morning
All this wockhardt what I'm pouring
All these hating niggas they be corny
I was horny, now I got these bitches on me
OG know he getting old but he is only 40
I don't really want that hoe I'm looking for a shorty
If you knew I was going through it why did you ignore me?
Back when G moms was alive she used to tell me stories

Died and I couldn't do nothing bout, Where's that flow nigga you done found it
He hiding somewhere nigga shoot around it, shorty got wet like a scuba fountain
The pack touched down nigga no more pouting, I'm so high like I'm on a mountain
Brodie just said imma make it I doubt it, all this money I need an accountant
The way that that money been coming you can't even count it
I stole the rock but the ref tried to say that I fouled him
Most of these niggas do internet beef and they childish
ARP gon knock 'em down he wilding

Crying in the morning
All this wockhardt what I'm pouring
All these hating niggas they be corny
I was horny, now I got these bitches on me
OG know he getting old but he is only 40
I don't really want that hoe I'm looking for a shorty
If you knew I was going through it why did you ignore me?
Back when G moms was alive she used to tell me stories



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Writer(s): Ben Nkwantah
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