Lyrics GOOD MORNING - DEJAMES HORTON

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How are you doing today sir?
I'm doing good man
That's good man, that's good man
Well
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I'm nice hoe they don't know what I know
Good morning, I'm about to take you for a drive though
I got you covered, got you insured like I'm geico
Be the best that I can be is the only thing I know
You ain't trying get this bread you need to get yo' life hoe
What you got to lie for?
Come on tell the truth and shame the devil
Why you tripping? You knew better bitch I'm cold so grab a sweater
I'm applying all the pressure to you fuck niggas
Hit here in her DM, like what's good yo'
What's up with you?
You want to be my boo girl, but I won't be in love with you
Let me hit like I crashed, after that I'm done with you
It was cool while it lasted, trust me I had fun with you
Somewhere with my niggas getting jiggy
Pulling bitches, colder than Alaskan winters
So say cheese for all the pictures
Got me balling like Blake Griffin
I don't need an intermission but I'll take one
Never switching up on my day ones
Everything is going to be alright
Don't you worry 'bout it let me free yo' mind free yo' mind
Good morning, good morning
Everything is going to be alright
Don't you worry 'bout it let me free yo' mind free yo' mind
Good morning, good morning
Steady moving like a boss, doing business so I talk
I born to walk the walk, I was made to break the law
So I don't know what you thought
Imaginative imagination my mind's rawer than a sharks
Got the mind of genius but I'm lurking in the dark
Yes I'm witty, yeah you've witnessed
Tell a bitch to lick my penis, for I slap her with my penis
No you can't avoid my keenness, smoke a blunt it got me leaning
Swear it don't be nothing, so we smoking every weekend
It's, something that we're doing getting high just to kill time
And time is hard to kill, cause it ain't real
So what's the deal guy, they tell you what to know
But do they know, so it real? Nah
So look me in my eyes
And tell me that you're really ready for this real world
Cause if you're not you get swerved
I'm jumping of the big curb
Who has the final say? Final thoughts, those are real words
They tell me wake up kid you're in the real world
Yeah, you're in the real world
Everything is going to be alright
Don't you worry 'bout it let me free yo' mind free yo' mind
Good morning, good morning
Everything is going to be alright
Don't you worry 'bout it let me free yo' mind free yo' mind
Good morning, good morning

Car door shuts
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