Morning Sex Songtext
von Joey Purp
Morning Sex Songtext
Purple!
Uh, yeah
Uh, I done been on both sides of the burner
I done witness both sides of the murder
I done seen a nigga killed, and seen a nigga kill a nigga
Tell me how you feel, I′ll show how it feel to see a homicide
Yeah
Look in the mirror all I see is the money
I close my eyes all I see is the money
Uh
I done been on both sides of the burner
I done witness both sides of the murder
I done seen a nigga killed, and seen a nigga killing a nigga
Tell me how you feel, I'll show how it feel to see a homicide
Look in the mirror see myself in my mama′s eyes
If you knew what I'd seen you'd be traumatized
Drive-by the drive-through
Sitting ducks is fast food to the carnivores
I wish that I could die for you
But I can′t, so I live for you
And I pray that you′ll stay alive
And wave a flags for you
Where the con in probation
I just know the feds waiting
I pop a toe tag and buy the bag for you
Hope they don't forget you
Hope the bullets miss you
Hope when your friends they don′t money Mitch you
You getting money, then they quick to Ace you
And pray for severance and the judge's graces
I′m playing spades with all aces
Look at my hands and see all faces
It ain't no squares in my shell cases
I′m trying to die alive
And if he says his heart kind, know that man a lie
Still feel all his ill feelings in his diatribes
You see the world in my daughters eyes
If you had see what she has seen you'd be traumatized
Counting bucks still slave to the money
Pops say your stomach rumbling
Hunger pangs keep the corner alive
Pop pop a couple bangs make the corner die
I am a chef homie the important kind
Got them hooked on me
Made hooks out the pots and pans
Folks told me it ain't nothing for a flock to land
Uh, what′s a rock but the heart of a man
When a man in the hood with the lions
Like a snow in July
Feel my spirits looking at me from Zion
I know the stars looking at me for guidance
I see my momma tears, and heal em
I write my pains hope that y′all feel em
Hold the steering wheel the wood grain
Watch the checks fill it
From the floor to the ceiling
Money glued to the billing
Penicillin in the wounds of a villain
Uh, I done been on both sides of the burner
I done witness both sides of the murder
I done seen a nigga killed, and seen a nigga kill a nigga
Tell me how you feel, I'll show how it feel to see a homicide
Yeah
Look in the mirror all I see is the money
I close my eyes all I see is the money
Uh
I done been on both sides of the burner
I done witness both sides of the murder
I done seen a nigga killed, and seen a nigga killing a nigga
Tell me how you feel, I′ll show how it feel to see a homicide
Uh, I done been on both sides of the burner
I done witness both sides of the murder
I done seen a nigga killed, and seen a nigga kill a nigga
Tell me how you feel, I'll show how it feel to see a homicide
Yeah
Look in the mirror all I see is the money
I close my eyes all I see is the money
Uh
I done been on both sides of the burner
I done witness both sides of the murder
I done seen a nigga killed, and seen a nigga killing a nigga
Tell me how you feel, I′ll show how it feel to see a homicide
Uh, yeah
Uh, I done been on both sides of the burner
I done witness both sides of the murder
I done seen a nigga killed, and seen a nigga kill a nigga
Tell me how you feel, I′ll show how it feel to see a homicide
Yeah
Look in the mirror all I see is the money
I close my eyes all I see is the money
Uh
I done been on both sides of the burner
I done witness both sides of the murder
I done seen a nigga killed, and seen a nigga killing a nigga
Tell me how you feel, I'll show how it feel to see a homicide
Look in the mirror see myself in my mama′s eyes
If you knew what I'd seen you'd be traumatized
Drive-by the drive-through
Sitting ducks is fast food to the carnivores
I wish that I could die for you
But I can′t, so I live for you
And I pray that you′ll stay alive
And wave a flags for you
Where the con in probation
I just know the feds waiting
I pop a toe tag and buy the bag for you
Hope they don't forget you
Hope the bullets miss you
Hope when your friends they don′t money Mitch you
You getting money, then they quick to Ace you
And pray for severance and the judge's graces
I′m playing spades with all aces
Look at my hands and see all faces
It ain't no squares in my shell cases
I′m trying to die alive
And if he says his heart kind, know that man a lie
Still feel all his ill feelings in his diatribes
You see the world in my daughters eyes
If you had see what she has seen you'd be traumatized
Counting bucks still slave to the money
Pops say your stomach rumbling
Hunger pangs keep the corner alive
Pop pop a couple bangs make the corner die
I am a chef homie the important kind
Got them hooked on me
Made hooks out the pots and pans
Folks told me it ain't nothing for a flock to land
Uh, what′s a rock but the heart of a man
When a man in the hood with the lions
Like a snow in July
Feel my spirits looking at me from Zion
I know the stars looking at me for guidance
I see my momma tears, and heal em
I write my pains hope that y′all feel em
Hold the steering wheel the wood grain
Watch the checks fill it
From the floor to the ceiling
Money glued to the billing
Penicillin in the wounds of a villain
Uh, I done been on both sides of the burner
I done witness both sides of the murder
I done seen a nigga killed, and seen a nigga kill a nigga
Tell me how you feel, I'll show how it feel to see a homicide
Yeah
Look in the mirror all I see is the money
I close my eyes all I see is the money
Uh
I done been on both sides of the burner
I done witness both sides of the murder
I done seen a nigga killed, and seen a nigga killing a nigga
Tell me how you feel, I′ll show how it feel to see a homicide
Uh, I done been on both sides of the burner
I done witness both sides of the murder
I done seen a nigga killed, and seen a nigga kill a nigga
Tell me how you feel, I'll show how it feel to see a homicide
Yeah
Look in the mirror all I see is the money
I close my eyes all I see is the money
Uh
I done been on both sides of the burner
I done witness both sides of the murder
I done seen a nigga killed, and seen a nigga killing a nigga
Tell me how you feel, I′ll show how it feel to see a homicide
Writer(s): Carter Lang, Teddy Jackson, Joseph Davis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com