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fbg duck - this morning كلمات أغنية

[intro: fbg duck]
uhhhhhhh
uh, uh, ahhhh
ahhhh, ah

[hook: fbg duck]
woke up this morning feeling good
i’m the richest n_gga in my hood
like to talk that money sh_t cause i could
i just made the trunk trade places with the hood
i got the check and i ran it
i got so good with the money, can’t count this sh_t one handed
i was down, than got ghost
now i’m up, wanna be my friend
gas too loud, can’t hear what your saying
play with the gang, we gon’ pull up spraying
n_gga can’t help you, get on your feet
he ain’t your homie, nah he ain’t your manz

[verse 1: fbg duck]
where i come from, you can get clap for real
i’ll up a gun on you, no cap is real
no football, got a sac for real
he talking about dragging me, b_tch i ain’t chill
he think he a k!ller, when he off the pill
i know some dudes that do it for real
no rap cap, you can get peeled
he thinking i won’t but i know that i will
i’m off the dolly, b_tch i can’t see
you n_ggas ain’t standing up, take a seat
i got a b_tch trying to suck me asleep
i’m off the drank, wait i gotta pee
don’t forget you got this sh_t from the mud
n_ggas was hate, they just showed love
that’s what it is, and that what it was
now i spend racks, just because
[hook: fbg duck]
woke up this morning feeling good
i’m the richest n_gga in my hood
like to talk that money sh_t cause i could
i just made the trunk trade places with the hood
i got the check and i ran it
i got so good with the money, can’t count this sh_t one handed
i was down, than got ghost
now i’m up, wanna be my friend
gas too loud, can’t hear what your saying
play with the gang, we gon’ pull up spraying
n_gga can’t help you, get on your feet
he ain’t your homie, nah he ain’t your manz

[verse 2: fbg duck]
on foenam grave, we not playing fair
n_ggas be hating but i don’t care
he think he tough, send him up stairs
who want smoke, i like to share
your homie they die, but he in the chair
we would of did it, he wouldn’t dare
i’m back on that bullsh_t, don’t be scared
your [?] gone, you gon’ need air
you paid for security
i rather get that lil money to shoot
or we would pull up on you like a uber
make die with him, hallelujah
your homie not riding, he not gonna do it
he wanna roll, go get him a scooter
steal n_ggas lights but we not boosters
teach him a lesson, we need a scholar
[hook: fbg duck]
woke up this morning feeling good
i’m the richest n_gga in my hood
like to talk that money sh_t cause i could
i just made the trunk trade places with the hood
i got the check and i ran it
i got so good with the money, can’t count this sh_t one handed
i was down, than got ghost
now i’m up, wanna be my friend
gas too loud, can’t hear what your saying
play with the gang, we gon’ pull up spraying
n_gga can’t help you, get on your feet
he ain’t your homie, nah he ain’t your manz
(he ain’t your homie, nah he ain’t your manz)

- fbg duck

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