HELLO GOOD MORNING

Lyrics

[Verse 1: S God] Hello, hello, good morning but most of y'all niggas sleepin' I could still hear you yawning Might as well still be dreamin' Just cause you win the battle don't mean you fully defeated Children's mothers are mourning, getting prayers from the deacon Hit wit the stray bullets I'm talking that wilie beamin' Where I'm from shit ain't sweet but that Krispy Kreme keep em feenin' These youngins twisted they mind is screwed up oh now they leanin' They ain't learn from the ones that ain't make it whilе thеy still breathing Nigga I own my style hе be lеasing his And they be like "S-GOD damn you be freaking it" Had to take a second had to show 'em you be teaching shit My fullest potential (nah) I ain't reach the peak of it Trying not to be like the rest of y'all Bars gotta kick that's a Mezzi flow Warstarr everything head to toe I'm on my different shit my nigga Veka know I ain't tryna trap coming out the bando Never see me beg I don't wanna hand out Every time I start gotta set the plan out They said I couldn't do it well I'm the man now [Pre-Chorus: S God] I don't really think they knew (who I be) Show you better than I can tell you (well I hope they gon' see) Could bring the horse to water but (is he gon' drink) A lot of shit happens up in (NYC) [Chorus: S God] I hear a lot of haters talk (they talk) But I don't pay attention to 'em hell no End up in either jail or in a coffin (where I'm from) That's why I gotta get up out this hell hole That's why I be focused on what I'm focused on Steady minding my business see I don't know you homes Keep my ear to the streets to know what's goin' on This one for all my niggas that's still holdin' on [Verse 2: S God] They watchin', they waitin' I see them niggas hatin' I test him, I check em off the list congratulations He failing just to fit in That's fake it till he make it No bullshit, while I'm operatin' I ain't got no patience The hood I'm tryna get out, boy why you tryna get in? Too much 'caine in my society'll turn you to a menace Locked up in they minds they already put the bid in Playing with they lives but you control it to the ending Damn I hate when it's the youngest end up in the prison Sitting and waiting but ain't nobody gon' visit Judge me on what I say, I don't listen to no critics Bump this and play this shit yea I bet they gon' feel this [Pre-Chorus: S God] I don't really think they knew (who I be) Show you better than I can tell you (well I hope they gon' see) Could bring the horse to water but (is he gon' drink) A lot of shit happens up in (NYC) [Chorus: S God] I hear a lot of haters talk (they talk) But I don't pay attention to 'em hell no End up in either jail or in a coffin (where I'm from) That's why I gotta get up out this hell hole That's why I be focused on what I'm focused on Steady minding my business see I don't know you homes Keep my ear to the streets to know what's goin' on This one for all my niggas that's still holdin' on