"Early Morning" lyrics

Early in the mornin', grab my Glock, I'm out the door
Grindin through the fuckin' hustle, hit a stain up in the North
Got busta's movin' in the shadows, plottin' up another scheme
Ridin' through the ruthless city with the AB6 Regime
Wake up, early in the mornin', grab my Glock, I'm out the door
Grindin through the fuckin' hustle, hit a stain up in the North
Got busta's movin' in the shadows, plottin' up another scheme
Ridin' through the ruthless city with the AB6 Regime

All my bitches doing dope
You want nine right down your throat? Baby Bone
Never gave a fuck about the fame
It was always about that dough
The C, the H, the E, the E, the S, the E
We bleed for that paper, keep these hoes on bending knees
I can't be nobody but myself, to keep the peace
I keep a piece on me, I can't be nobody worker, I'm a CEO indeed
All but 6, until I'm 6 feet deep, or underneath the creek
You wanna make it in this world, you know that come with a fee

I ain't never been a bitch, lil' boy, so don't be pressing me
I get money in a bracket that you can not even reach
Me and Chris, yeah, we go way back, that lore be running deep
Getting money since I was a youngin, I was 17 with a dream
Hanging around some thugs and fiends, pimping bitches
Had me walking with a lean, sipping on promethazine
Looking around, over my shoulder
Don't trust nobody gotta roll with a beam
But I'ma keep my hands clean
Remain the breadwinner for my team

Memphis to MIA, don't play
Fort Lauderdale got them hoes by the lake (By the lake)
Hit my young niggas up tell em be safe
Already know they gone swing that drac' (Brrt)
Pouya, Lil' Chris creeping up in the lac
They even know this shit go way back
I was 16 serving mid grade pack, 2024 still sliding on tracks
Already know make a ho' come back, she don't wanna be involved with mid
Keep an FN, AR and SIG
I'll take it back, we'll split your wig
All on tour off shit in the spritz
When I'm on stage they gon' open the pit
Ain't even really said shit
Keep one in the motherfuckin' head
All on hacks tryna get me some new green
Stop by the store, 'cuz I need some new leaves (Aye)
Niggas too deep at this bitch might squeeze
Every time I speak, bet these niggas hear me
Boy my new stock worth ya new AP
I'm too up niggas can't see me
I'm too stiff niggas can't steer me
All on Lamar and I'm bumping Getty green
I just know that I'm gettin closer, V12 in my motor
Stay up on your grind boy, don't let em fuck you over
Bitch, I'm at the top and I'm planted like a solar
Remember after school I had wrecked the Land Rover (Rover)

I ain't never been a bitch, lil' boy, so don't be pressing me
I get money in a bracket that you can not even reach
Me and Chris, yeah, we go way back, that lore be running deep
Getting money since I was a youngin, I was 17 with a dream
Hanging around some thugs and fiends, pimping bitches
Had me walking with a lean, sipping on promethazine
Looking around over my shoulder
Don't trust nobody gotta roll with a beam
But I'ma keep my hands clean
Remain the breadwinner for my team

Early in the mornin', grab my Glock, I'm out the door
Grindin through the fuckin' hustle, hit a stain up in the North
Got busta's movin' in the shadows, plottin' up another scheme
Ridin' through the ruthless city with the AB6 Regime, wake up
Early in the mornin', grab my Glock, I'm out the door
Grindin through the fuckin' hustle, hit a stain up in the North
Got busta's movin' in the shadows, plottin' up another scheme
Ridin' through the ruthless city with the AB6 Regime