Raekwon - The Morning Lyrics
[Intro: D'Banj]StutteringGiving 'em rest and making love againIn my best, I be the run againAnd I have the man dem stuttering[Hook: D'banj]I'm getting this nigga in the morningHe gon' think he been chiefing, just too long whenHe see me in the evening, wanna catch all these feelingWell, let me be the first to get mine[Verse 1: Rakewon]Barbeque and blow in the back of the cribSitting and counting, smoking a spliff, this shit's a giftAll my niggas watches is rough, grabbing our crotchesYelling what up? The jeans cost $500? *****Stop it, keep baking, see, the smell it's a statementOne freeze of this shit, you won't feel your legs kidI'm a gangsta corporate hustla, my voice is illustriousHounded by vicious dons, nigga we armed, trust me bruhThey yelling Chef, kill the plate with the cooksI say 'Ye with 2 Chainz on, we Common, let's PushBurn another bush, then burn another we brothersLove us or not, the Mark Zuckerbergs of the blockHug a knot, staying rich, we was built for the guapPark the green six deuce on the deuce just propsRock a kilt, mean Glock, I'm all machinery, ockCling to me, now see how the scenery rock?[Hook: D'banj]I'm getting this nigga in the morningHe gon' think he been chiefing, just too long whenHe see me in the evening, wanna catch all these feelingWell, let me be the first to get mine[Verse 2: Common]I was born by a lake, chicken shack, and a churchThat mean the flow got wings and it come from the dirtGodly, I know she wanna test the 'RariEye on a dollar like IlluminatiLife is foggy, tryna see through the mist of itCould have been living it, you was Mrs. MischievousThis is just a letter to better your developmentSituation delicate[Verse 3: Pusha T]Some claim God body, blame IlluminatiAll cause his pockets now knotty as his hair, yeahAll Sonny no Cher, only solitairesYou cluster*****s could cluster upOn tippy-toe and still not muster upSo it's ashes to ashes, dust to dustIn God we trust, the game is all us'til the sky calls or it's flames on us, Push[Hook: D'banj]I'm getting this nigga in the morningHe gon' think he been chiefing, just too long whenHe see me in the evening, wanna catch all these feelingWell, let me be the first to get mine[Verse 4: 2 Chainz]2 Chainz!I'm chilling in my camo, flipping through the channelOn my GOOD Music shit, my logo's a LamboFour doors of ammo, ammunition I'm pitchingTo make your body switch another position[Verse 5: CyHi Da Prince]I hope the people is listening, I could never sell my soulI gave it back to God at my christeningIt's tickeling when I hear what haters be whisperingWhat makes you think an Illuminati would ever let some niggas in?Fake friends and siblings, like to wish you wellBut ain't never flip the nickel inHaters wanna pull they pistol when they see me in this race carBut you can't spell war without an A-R15, I was pushing carts at K-MartBy 21, they said I'd be inside a graveyardCan't wait to get that black American ExpressSo I can show them white folks how to really pull the race card[Break: Kid Cudi and Kanye West]Yeah, you feeling on top now, getting that money nigga?(You sold your soul)Yeah, you feeling on top now, getting that money nigga?(Naw man, mad people was frontingAw man, made something from nothing)[Outro: Kanye West]I treat the label like money from my showsGOOD woulda been God except I added more O'sIf I knew she was cheating and still bought her more clothesIt's cause I was too busy with my Baltimore, you knowSome people call that the art of war, you knowI guess it depends what you falling for, the clothes?Cars, money, girls and the clothesAw money, you sold your soulNah man, mad people was frontingGoddamn, we made something from nothing
