Good Morning

Good morning

Good morning

Good morning

Yeah (Grime Music, bitches)

Hey, good morning (Woo)

Hey, oh, good morning (Woo)

Yeah, ayy (Good morning)

Yo, I'm from the home of the ghosts-es, water plugs and wokeness

Water bugs and roaches, drugs and overdoses

How you approach this? Philly is where the dope is

My uncles Reds and Willy is still the goldsmiths

Whole shit steady, we close-knit and deadly

As a heart attack, trust me, the pitbulls is petty

Already infamous, limitless, Getty Images (Woo)

Vile temperament, you start shit, we endin' it (Woo)

It's mad last wishes, gas mask kisses (Oh)

The thin line between savants and savages (Oh)

Your life could depend on the laws of averages

The difference between Black and white is mad privilege (**** that shit)

For Lucifer, son of the morning

Who swore we'd ignored every one of them warnings

But try to run for cover under one of them awnings

'Cause here the storm come

Tell the Lord time for His encore performance

Good morning (Woo)

Hey, oh, good morning

Yeah, ayy (Good morning)

(Good morning)

**** that shit (Hey, hey)

On the wakeup

Dreaming every day of tryna get my cake up

Yeah

I got four million in homes three hours apart

Drug dealer tastes, I think I glow in the dark

I only do features to keep hittin' my mark

And show you mother****ers you ain't good as you thought (I am), let's go

Panamera shopping in the pandemic

The work got grill lines when the pan's searing

Give you the whole clip to let your mans hear it (Oh)

The pallbearer next to them so they can all fear it (Oh)

Ulterior motives with the modus

Bulletproof package like I'm POTUS

I'm just cashing in on what they owe us

They say the coming winter is the coldest

Celine fur hangin' off the shoulder (Woo)

What's worse, the gift or the curse? (Hey)

The only way to celebrate a death is with a birth

That Maybach seat can be converted to a hearse

I mean every word while you think it's just a verse (Oh)

I'm gone

Hey, good morning (Woo)

Hey, oh, good morning (Woo)

Yeah, ayy (Good morning)

(Hold on)

Just as soon as the sun rise, the night dies

You was building pyramids and African empires

Where pale-skin savages with straight hair and light eyes

Was still eatin' raw meat and barely could light fires

Before we ever sold cocaine, we civilized Spain

You are not the first Black man in the Mediterrane'

Shit, you lying to impress, you is just insane

I look at you with the disdain of an old shit stain

How you product of a God and you worship a man?

I was God in the flesh before I drove a Mulsanne

Five keys of gold sittin' on my neck in the flame

Surrounded by Black women, West African king

And I'm gonna go to Ghana to reclaim my name

While these chump rappers rap about the shit they cop

Man, I cop my block, and this shit don't stop

I'm the official unofficial mayor of my city

Learned my lesson from the crack trap, the school of high thoughts

Push the D like Pusha T and kept my mind Black Thought

Michael Render is the ender, what the **** you thought?

Michael Render, he the ender, what the **** you thought?

God