Dis Morning

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, I keep it turned up to the max Live every day like it's your last Okay, okay, doing it for the streets [Chorus] This morning, I woke up Feeling like money, I jumped up Put on my Guccis and my hat Got my bag, got my strap Gotta start rollin', I was thinkin' 'Bout Jacksons, Grants and Ben Franklins Only thing on my mind, gettin' dough Getting dough, gettin' dough [Verse 1] Only thing on my mind is money, money, money For some reason she just be calling my name I guess it's all in the game 'Cause I always run get her, she a part of me, mane I left the studio at seven, took a three hour nap Ten o'clock flashed, I'm right back in the trap I been addicted to the money for more than half my life Grew up fast, I bought a car, ain't never had a wife Boss player type of cat, I never had a wife I'm married to the cash, she treat her daddy right Fuck you, what would I do if I ain't had my muscle? I don't know, where would I go if I ain't have this hustle [Chorus] This morning, I woke up Feeling like money, I jumped up Put on my Guccis and my hat Got my bag, got my strap Gotta start rollin', I was thinkin' 'Bout Jacksons, Grants and Ben Franklins Only thing on my mind, gettin' dough Getting dough, gettin' dough [Verse 2] Only thing on my mind from the get-go Is wake up, get up, time to get dough Only thing on my mind is the bubble So I can all of my niggas out the gutter Only thing on my mind is to be the best Number one, won't settle for anything less Only thing on my mind is do my thing Break bread with my team Only thing on my mind is to stack my cash Ball every day just like it's my last Only thing on my mind is my kids So they ain't gotta do the shit that I did [Chorus] This morning, I woke up Feeling like money, I jumped up Put on my Guccis and my hat Got my bag, got my strap Gotta start rollin', I was thinkin' 'Bout Jacksons, Grants and Ben Franklins Only thing on my mind, gettin' dough Getting dough, gettin' dough