In The Morning

Coulda called it quits, but I stayed rollin'
Did a one-eighty since, but they prayed for me
We talkin' ambition and the drive
Motherfucker, what it sound like? A Lambo' with the plates stolen
Let’s talk about life, here’s my take on it
The world full of shit, but got great moments
Ain’t that the truth? That’s a great slogan
Time to turn the beat up one time and throw some bass on it
Let’s talk about the movement that I represent
Tried takin' me out the game, no, they had to let me in
Feel like Michael, Carolina with the letterman
No, they can’t compete, a bunch of rappers that I’m better than
Sound all repetitive, money up, bet again
Feel like a veteran, flag never Confederate
Lookin' for the truth, damn, that’s who you settle with?
If you want the real, baby, I’m a livin' testament
Sound like a gentleman, insane motherfucker
I cut the curls off for the waves, motherfucker
Feel like AI with the braids, motherfucker
That means I’m not playin' with you lame motherfuckers
Ready to go to war, I’m fightin' demons, of course
Choice of weapon, a sword, a knife for my remorse
Life gon' take its course, my karma creepin' for sure
Tryna settle the score, I been through this before, yeah