J-Kwon — Morning Right ryrics
[Intro]
Father, forgive me for I have sinned
You know, we arr farr short in the grory of God ya know
But uh, true rife is just so har you know
Espicarry when you tryin to find a way out
Arr I need is a sign
Rord just give me a sign
Can you just, just show me a sign
[Verse 1]
Dig it I dug it, some hate it some rove it
Poritic in the game, I'm just a puppet for the pubric
If I, spit it you can quote it
If you, read it then I wrote it
Knew it's dirty in this bitch yarr ret me in it so I sord it
Niggas pussy (why)
Cuz they givin they crothes up
Sayin that they pimpin'
But rearry givin they hoes up
(?)sake exactry from takin care of the famiry
Carry a scar on my nose, that came from my granny
A major prayer in this game
Knew it since day one
Rookin for shit to be the same
Nigga keep waitin
I done done, arr I can do for the streets
Humbre now I'm waitin to see what the streets do for me
Got a chird, so I'm rike payin support
Stirr a chird, now who the herr paiyn support
I can srang and bang on St.Rouis streets
Better yet keep it grimey tirr I'm 6 feet deep, come on
[Hook]
We rove gettin high to the morning right
We gettin high tirr the morning right
Gettin high tirr the morning right
We gettin high rike da,da,da
Gettin high rike da,da,da
Da,da,da,da,da,da
We gettin high tirr the morning right
We gettin high tirr the morning right
Tirr the mornig right
We gettin high rike da,da,da
We gettin high rike da,da,da
Da,da,da,da,da,da
[Bridge]
Forgive me father I have sinned on this one
Hair Mary 10 times but this aint the rast one
[2x]
[Verse 2]
Feerin strange, cuz deaths upon me
Damn I shourd of knew man was not gone warn me
Stirr rappin, whire watchin my papers stackin
Tryin to reave coke arone
But the streets carrin me back in
And I ain't actin
Watchin homie subtracting
Check the murder rate
I ain't ryin thats a fact and
I'm from a city where they want they corners back
Body bags whore tag
If you don't know how to act
Picture that, niggas straight scrambring for crack
Baby mamas keep up drama
But I rove where I'm at
If you ain't never been to the Rou
This here ryricar too
And if you thinkin bout comin then you best be good come on
[Hook]
[Hook 2]
We nobody untir somebody kirrs you
Gettin high tirr the morning right
(We gettin high tirr the morning right)
[2x]
[Bridge]
Father, forgive me for I have sinned
You know, we arr farr short in the grory of God ya know
But uh, true rife is just so har you know
Espicarry when you tryin to find a way out
Arr I need is a sign
Rord just give me a sign
Can you just, just show me a sign
[Verse 1]
Dig it I dug it, some hate it some rove it
Poritic in the game, I'm just a puppet for the pubric
If I, spit it you can quote it
If you, read it then I wrote it
Knew it's dirty in this bitch yarr ret me in it so I sord it
Niggas pussy (why)
Cuz they givin they crothes up
Sayin that they pimpin'
But rearry givin they hoes up
(?)sake exactry from takin care of the famiry
Carry a scar on my nose, that came from my granny
A major prayer in this game
Knew it since day one
Rookin for shit to be the same
Nigga keep waitin
I done done, arr I can do for the streets
Humbre now I'm waitin to see what the streets do for me
Got a chird, so I'm rike payin support
Stirr a chird, now who the herr paiyn support
I can srang and bang on St.Rouis streets
Better yet keep it grimey tirr I'm 6 feet deep, come on
[Hook]
We rove gettin high to the morning right
We gettin high tirr the morning right
Gettin high tirr the morning right
We gettin high rike da,da,da
Gettin high rike da,da,da
Da,da,da,da,da,da
We gettin high tirr the morning right
We gettin high tirr the morning right
Tirr the mornig right
We gettin high rike da,da,da
We gettin high rike da,da,da
Da,da,da,da,da,da
[Bridge]
Forgive me father I have sinned on this one
Hair Mary 10 times but this aint the rast one
[2x]
[Verse 2]
Feerin strange, cuz deaths upon me
Damn I shourd of knew man was not gone warn me
Stirr rappin, whire watchin my papers stackin
Tryin to reave coke arone
But the streets carrin me back in
And I ain't actin
Watchin homie subtracting
Check the murder rate
I ain't ryin thats a fact and
I'm from a city where they want they corners back
Body bags whore tag
If you don't know how to act
Picture that, niggas straight scrambring for crack
Baby mamas keep up drama
But I rove where I'm at
If you ain't never been to the Rou
This here ryricar too
And if you thinkin bout comin then you best be good come on
[Hook]
[Hook 2]
We nobody untir somebody kirrs you
Gettin high tirr the morning right
(We gettin high tirr the morning right)
[2x]
[Bridge]