Quey305 - Up Early

I'm up early in the morning
Tryna get this cash
Running straight to the paper
100 yard dash
I been up for three days
Hope I don't crash
Can't stop won't stop
Foot on the gas
And pray that I make it there
That's why everyday I'm on my grind
Just in case I ain't make it clear
No matter who watch it's my time
Yea yea yea
You know where I'm from
It's no need for no introduction
Home of da Choppas
But tourist think it's percussions
City of magic
Gotta turn nothing to something
Learned how to play
When the game had no instructions
Fighting for your life everyday
Tryna survive
We make it to see 20
And pray for 25
Advice came from the wise
Keep your eyes on the prize
And watch out for the fakes
Who waiting for your demise
I'm in some Air Force Ones
I'm feeling like I'm the president
I can't trust no soul
When the Devil is even heaven sent
Baby girl pussy ain't nothing
That's so irrelevant
Wanna talk return on investment
Tell me an estimate
All about the bills
Shawty like I'm from Buffalo
I need that long money
Not fast let's take it nice and slow
I'm the one that's calling the plays
Let's run the give and go
Catch me as I'm changing these lanes
I'm bout to up the score
I'm up early in the morning
Tryna get this cash
Running straight to the paper
100 yard dash
I been up for three days
Hope I don't crash
Can't stop won't stop
Foot on the gas
And pray that I make it there
That's why everyday I'm on my grind
Just in case I ain't make it clear
No matter who watch it's my time
Yea yea yea
Drowning in my sorrows
I really done hit the bottom
Born in 95
But I got 99 problems
Know that they praying I fall
Like it's the autumn
Himothy I am
But remember that I am not them
Early bird get the worm
And I ain't been to sleep yet
Nigga I'm vet
You ain't nothing but a cadet
Claim that you my dawg
But tryna slow down my progress
Gve you the game
But you ain't believe in the process
Standing eye to eye
But remember we are not equals
Thought I shitted on you before
Wait for the sequel
I was tryna keep it all kosher
Like we was Hebrew
Saw that you was lost in your ways
I tried to teach you
I was on some new shit
You was just a nuisance
Teach a dawg a new trick
Hit em with the broomstick
Nike check I do this
Now you looking clueless
You not on my level
And I thought you would've knew this
I'm up early in the morning
Tryna get this cash
Running straight to the paper
100 yard dash
I been up for three days
Hope I don't crash
Can't stop won't stop
Foot on the gas
And pray that I make it there
That's why everyday I'm on my grind
Just in case I ain't make it clear
No matter who watch it's my time
Yea yea yea

Written by:
Patrick Donnell

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