Good Morning

Subah uthaan, thank God for another day
Inna vee ni lost main, I will find another way
Ab 6 figures motive and we so motivated
We here to takeover, fuck teri wo 100 debatain

Maa jee nou aakheya maain "no more tears"
Chill life sohniye ty jutt don't care

Yar meray baithay nay hun Barakahu, we at the top
Jaerhi shay pasand aaye hoya ni we never copped

We used to wear them hand me downs
Manifesting Louie shirt, sar py crown
This shit authentic, acoustic sound
If this shit offensive, then fuck your frown

Payday pay karay batteeesi shine, we happy now
Iski topi uskay sar, or mujhsay cap he na ho
Ochay khuwaab minnu kehndi "zaali let me down"
I let my soul bleed, y'all happy now?

City to city, we locked in, we brother, we brother
Stalking her a new man? another? another?
Fucks given to you? huh? nada! nada!
Mismatch, mukaabla ni ae twada saada
Jamaican girl in the bed sayin, harder! harder!
Jutt nay paaya kurta aehe ae Prada saada
Kehndi "kithay aan? i'm worried, minnu call kar"
I ghosted her, magic, ta-da ta-da

I run this shit, jabkay paer main hain nakli Jordans
Taahbheyaan ty chaa peenday, kehndi jana Tim Hortons
Cut off anyone for my peace, tou hai kon?
Aksar meri behas "zaali c'mon pick your phone"
I'm just like Van Gogh, I make art, I don't listen
To your bullshit
We were men, since the adolescent
Thank God, good riddance, mujhpay curse thaa
Abhe tou baaki, kahan ASAR hua verse kaa

Kitne khwaab, kitne yaar mere badal gaye, saanp
Kitne jalen mujhse kartay nahi, baat
Lekin still I be always going, hard
Kyun k akhir mai mujhe ye, itme-naan
Kay, I am the one
Mujhe farq paray lun
Jo bhi hua, it is done
Tu hai beta mera, son
Tere ganay sunay gandd
Bina feature k you done
Bina feature ganay thand
Aur maain fire!

Main woh karun jo desire launde kayar aur maain bhairya
Aging like wine, pura shayar, Jaun Elia
Karachi k king, traffic jam bharnay stadium
Beef let that thing go missile to yo cranium

Cheap shoes sy pehnay naye Jordans
Ab le li nayi Benz toh sab de rahe importance
Rishtedar tensed, ghar p cheezain sab imported
And I'm here to fuck the scene aur yeh launde bas impotent

Sirf dard aur sachai, yeh hai shayar wala zone
Hard drive mai hai ganay, Dilin Nair wala zone
Bewafa, bewafa sun k 150 ki speed
Imran Khan kare bang! Amplifier wala zone

Cuz I love it!
Inhi sarkon se maain, I aint above it
Kya yeh rapper hain ya rapperon k puppets
And I'm 10 toes down
Till the man goes down
Yaani paair maine gardano'n pe rakhe

Man's late, Man's late, Man's late
Peeth peche bari batain, mil k karte handshake
I got grass in my bag and I aint doing landscape
Teray cuts itne gehre, you gon need a bandage
Not a band-aid



Credits
Writer(s): Muhammad Ghazali Aslam, Muhammad Usman Rizwan, Muhammad Zere Asar
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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