Morning Sun

Now you're gonna make through till the morning sun
Sing to the moon and the stars will shine
Over you, lead you to the other side
Sing to the moon and the stars will shine
Over you, heavens gonna turn the tides

Yeah, I've been feeling different
Used to wash my clothes inside the sink
Now I'm hoes clean up my kitchen
I was at my lowest
Now my pockets fat like Peter Griffin
I told her to tie her shoes and get up off my dick she steady trippin'
Brand new Glock, I'm steady grippin
Brand new Glock, don't make me blow it
I got lean inside my double cup, I'm coughing when I pour it
At TSU outside my body, D3, point me to the whores
You just fumbled that lil' bitch, huh, watch me scoop and score
She say she can't have no nigga, laughing, talking bout I'm on tour
They like, CJ, how you living? Lavish told you God a do it
Backseat ridin', Glock inside my lap, Murph like roll up a wood
Don't you text me about no bitch, you think I fucked
If I could, I would, bitch
Pull up poppin' like July the 4th
Told this country bitch to get on top and ride me like a horse
I've been dressing different, might pop out in brand new Louis Forces
Asked my how he feeling, he say, not gon' lie, I'm hearing voices
YBG be talking crazy, told my nigga to stay out the way you gotta raise your baby
I know he wanna spin and
Dump that drac, and probably let off 80
Can't sit on the couch and be complacent
No more being lazy, perky make me feel amazing
Make me feel amazing
Can't be on the couch being complacent
No more being lazy
Perky make me
Yeah, huh, huh, yeah

Now you're gonna make it through till the morning sun
Sing to the moon and the stars will shine
Over you, lead you to the other side
Sing to the moon and the stars will shine
Over you, heavens gonna turn the tide



Credits
Writer(s): Carlton Patton
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