Good Morning

Wake up count my cake up then I brush my teeth
Dusted of my haters fo' I went to sleep
Know I overthink so fo' I think I roll my weed up
Send lil shawty get a pedicure get back then kick our feet up
Damn it feels good to be a r&b thug
She suck me then she fuck me then we lay all in the tub
Get paid to use my voice so now I hardly ever talk
And these shoes so gotdamn rare it’s like I hardly ever walk
Keep my paper with her draws cuz her ass hardly wear panties
On the family I go plat-plat then I go grab me a Grammy
I got ideas, try to take em from me you gon' die here
Feel so alive here
How’d I wake up this morning
(And I’m still dreaming)
I guess this my life now
(I just can’t believe it)
But if you can concede it
Then you can achieve it
And live all your mornings
Just as good as your evenings (Yea Yea Yea)
I set the waves feel the breeze by the shore
Take your shoes of at the door this some shit you can’t afford
Tell me who you wanna be, is that not who you are right now
You’ll never be a star if you don’t think you’re a star right now
So let’s stunt on these yamps
Turn up that Tahoe and turn up the amp
All for the glory and all for the fam
Somehow the boy at the same time the man
Blunt in my hand
I got the game in the palm of my hand
I say yo name now you poppin again
I got r&b poppin in Oakland again
How’d I wake up this morning
(And I’m still dreaming)
I guess this my life now
(I just can’t believe it)
But if you can concede it
Then you can achieve it
And live all your mornings
Just as good as your evenings (Yea Yea Yea)