Early Morning

Lyrics

[Intro: Sneakk] Yeah, uh Gang Cal-A (Gang), keep it lit Yeah [Verse 1: Sneakk] You know I had to kick a door and make these bitches scream You know you winnin' when these niggas wanna join the team I had a hundred bands on me when I hit the scene Gucci'd down, and I keep a stick in my jeans Either you rockin' or you duckin', ain't no in-betweens 'Cause we ain't fuckin' with them niggas, by any means I pull that heater out and make that lil' nigga freeze When I stacked my first hundred, felt like a breeze I copped Balencis, threw 'em away when I seen the crease Niggas thought they was trippin' 'til they turned up a beast I made that chopper eat him up, it's lookin' like a feast I know my grandpa lookin' down, I know he proud of me Ayy, so fuck you and them niggas that ever doubted me Bitch, I do it for this R-3-A-L Nigga, don't be actin' like you can't tell I came up from nothin', you rode that nigga's coattails Bitch, I been feelin' myself, I need to be wiped down, ayy Fuck with me wrong, then get wiped out Get fucked off tryna live this lifestyle I hit her once, now she tryna be my wife now, gang [Verse 2: KiingRod] And you can't wipe me down Dumb lil' bitch slide through, pay me now I just made a play, I just made another round I just bought a new chopper and it make a big sound Me and Sneakk double back, we knock a nigga bitch Ridin' through our city, and that mean two sticks How they say they love us when they ain't help us with this shit? We just made another hundred, fuck it, we ain't need a hit [Verse 3: Sneakk] Yeah, that lil' money used to hit All my niggas on, we put our alls in this shit Yeah, we put our alls in this shit Niggas started hatin' 'cause we ballin' and shit I just got another play and I just touched down Strictly Only Brothers at the top, it's us now All a nigga ever wanted was a bustdown I can't fuck with these niggas, no, I can't trust now [Verse 4: KiingRod] Can't slip up, put my all in this shit Can't trust these niggas 'cause we ballin' and shit Popped a new bottle, Belaire, don't do mix Free my dawg, real shotta, he gon' spray in this bitch Heard these niggas trippin', bring 'em out, Scottie Pippen I just blew another dub with my mama, count these blessings I can never look back, I just take it as a lesson 'Cause I ain't never need a nigga, and my daddy was a lesson, gang