5 IN THE MORNIN'

Five in, five-five-five in the

Five in the mornin', uh, smoke until I choke

Five-five-five bullets left, I put that .9 to your dome, dome

Up at five in the mornin', uh, smoke until I choke, yeah

Five bullets left, I put that .9 to your dome

Think you blind, need to focus, bitch, where the fuck you goin'?

I'm the blue-strip getter, beast of burden, rollin' stone

Five-five-five in the mornin', uh, smoke until I choke, yeah

Five bullets left, I put that .9 to your dome

Think you blind, need to focus, bitch, where the fuck you goin'?

I'm the blue strip getter, beast of burden, rollin' stones

I'm the blue strip getter, bitch, poppin' that Beretta

Heard he talkin' mad, I took his bitch and now he got vendettas

And like I do it better, uh, I can't understand it

Hide behind your animations, bitch, you need it to get famous

Get it goin' (uh), look into the mirror of your soul

From the west side, baby, where the grass will never grow (uh)

I plead the fifth, police knockin' at the crib

Put your soul in the sky, like a crow in this bitch

I don't know where to go to be found

I've been lost in the money, bet my mom would be proud

I don't need it, you can keep your three thousand

100K a month, I know the child in me smilin', but, uh

But I know winnin' just a mile away

Everyone I know they hate my sound, and every time

I make a million and find another whip to shop and buy

Ain't nobody tryna be you, I make double what you try to make

I know the drugs make me feel like Heaven

But it put me in a place down low

I don't wanna waste your time, I get it

I'll push it to the side, I ain't trippin', I'll go

Truthfully, he'll probably lie to ya

Everybody wanna be me, why you tryin'?

Bullets greened the tip like Banner, let that metal flyin'

Off a jet and got to steppin' like I'm tired of fuckin' flyin', I'm up at

Five in the mornin', uh, smoke until I choke, yeah

Five bullets left, I put that .9 to your dome

Think you blind, need to focus, bitch, where the fuck you goin'?

I'm the blue strip getter, beast of burden, rollin' stones

Five-five-five in the mornin', uh, smoke until I choke, yeah

Five bullets left, I put that .9 to your dome

Think you blind, need to focus, bitch, where the fuck you goin'?

I'm the blue strip getter, beast of burden, rollin' stones

Five in, five-five-five in the mornin', uh

Five in the, five-five-five in the mornin', uh

Five in, five-five-five smokin' 'til I choke, yeah

Five-five-five bullets left, I put that .9 to your dome