Текст песни Ante Meridiem - Graphene

12:06 AM
Good morning

Wake upppppppp

Pops put me on game way back at YMCA
Said whenever we played we'd make sure they replay
Our games on the TVay
In they head every day
Make them remember the kids who ball like EA
Sports were prescribed young
Like words learned to bite tongue
A lot of popping options made sure we picked the right one
Pressure on us we like chum
Buckets to get a light sum
Of Aretha Frankling letters
From the one we got our sight from
And adopted our plight from
Broken heater cold nights prayed for morning when the night come
Sore joints roll up to seek asylum

Yea
Pops was a swisher man
Used to trip on us and call us out over the dinner pan
That he was cooking in
Like
Swagggg

He was really smoking white owls for real
Like I had half a blunt and now it's gone
I think it's with y'all
Plus the window in the bathroom open
Description fits y'all
Lil bro mumbled like man that nigga be smoking Chris Paul
Mid-range gas won't do nothing but get me pissed off
Yea my Nigga I'm big dog
Plus the shit I smoke be more like biscoff
Get you Delta high Delta fly his shit more lift off
But I get dawg
He getting worked up cuz he can't get off
Plus I know he usually faded before the kickoff
Of the Lion's game
Life a movie I'm producing pictures
Lionsgate gone have to compensate
For all this film I been using
Documenting institutions
And showing all this world how we operate
But good morning