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BLACK FEAT. PUSHA T, SWIZZ BEATZ & KILLER MIKE - GOOD MORNING

morning
Good
morning
Grime Music,
Hey, morning
Hey, good
Hey (Good morning)
Hey

Yo, I'm from the home of the ghosts-es, plugs and wokeness
Water and roaches, drugs and overdoses
How you this? Philly is where the dope is
My uncles Reds and Willy is still the
shit steady, we close nit and deadly
As a heart attack, trust me, the is petty
Already infamous, limitless, Images
temperament, you start shit, we endin' it
It's mad wishes, gas mask kisses
The thin line between savants and
Your life could depend on the laws of
The difference black and white is mad privilege
For Lucifer, sun of the
Who swore ignored every one of them warnings
But try to run for cover under one of awnings
here the storm come
Tell the Lord for His encore performance

Good
Good
Hey (Good morning)
Hey (Good morning)
Fuck that shit, on the up
Dreaming every day of tryna get my up
Hey, hey

I got four in homes three hours apart
dealer tastes, I think I glow in the dark
I only do features to hitting my mark
And show you motherfuckers you ain't good as you
go, Panamera shopping in a pandemic
The work got grill lines the pan's searing
Give you the whole to let your mans hear it
The pallbearer next to them so can all fear it
Ulterior with the motives
Bulletproof package like I'm
I'm just cashing in on they owe us
say the coming winter is the coldest
Celine fur off the shoulder
What's worse? The or the curse?
The only way to celebrate a death is with a
That seat can be converted to a hearse
I mean every word while you think it's a verse
I'm

Good
morning
Hey (Good morning)
Hey (Hold on)

Just as soon as the sun rise, the dies
You was building and African empires
Where savages was straight had light eyes
Was still eatin' raw and barely could light fires
Before we ever sold cocaine, we Spain
You are not the first man in the Mediterranean
Shit, you to impress, you was just insane
I look at you with the of an old shit stain
How you product of a God and you worship a
I was God in the flesh before I drove a
Five keys of gold on my neck in the flame
Surrounded by black women, African king
And I'm gonna go to Ghana to reclaim my
While these chump rap about the shit they cop
Man, I cop my block, and this shit stop
I'm the official unofficial of my city
Learned my lesson from the crack trapped in school of thoughts
Push the D like Pusha T and kept my Black Thought
Michael Render is the ender, what the you thought?
Render, he the ender, what the fuck you thought?
God