[ Featuring BJ the Chicago Kid, Kent Jamz ]
You got me f*cked up, for real
Honestly, I'm not happy
I don't wanna talk about that shit in the mornin'
I wanna talk about the shit right now
Yeah, I got a motherf*ckin' attitude because what the f*ck you been up to?
You don't think I wanna be happy? I wanna be happy
Where you been at all day? Do I look stupid to you, nigga?
Who you been on the phone with because you wasn't callin' me?
You got me cryin', you got me f*cked up throughout my day, like this is not-
F*ck you goin'?
Yeah, nigga, okay, keep lyin'
Where you goin'?
We tryna talk right now
We gon' talk about it in the mornin'
We gon' talk about it in the mornin'
'Cause if we do now, then I'ma be goin' in
Yellin', cussin' me out, girl, this is your warnin'
We gon' talk about it in the mornin'
We gon' talk about it in the mornin'
We gon' talk about it in the mornin', yeah
I'm doin' somethin' important (uh, uh)
Now you callin' me, talkin' this horse shit
Every day poppin' up with some more shit
I just smack my lips, ignore it
All this arguin' is gettin' borin'
Got me startin' to think you enjoy it
Guess love is a war
I hang up the phone, you knock at the door
This used to be fun, now it feel like a chore
Shit, too high right now, too drunk right now
I don't even know what the f*ck you talkin' about
I'm just tryna get out of it, yeah
We gon' talk about it in the mornin' (talk about it in the mornin')
We gon' talk about it in the mornin' (talk about it in the mornin')
We gon' talk about it in the mornin', yeah (talk about it in the mornin')
(Let's just talk about it in the mornin')
We gon' talk about it in the mornin' (talk about it in the mornin')
We gon' talk about it in the mornin' (talk about it in the mornin')
We gon' talk about it in the mornin', yeah
(Let's just talk about it in the mornin')
Man, how fortunate
Why you resort to the screamin' and cussin'
And throwin' my shit out on the porch again
Swear to God this shit is torture
My heart hit the floor, and it cracked like porcelain
Why are you forcin' it? I'm 'bout to forfeit
I had it up to here with all your shit
I'm tired of dealin' with your emotions
(I swear to God I didn't key your car up)
Shut the f*ck up, bitch( shut up)
(I swear to God that was not me
What bitches you got keyin' your car up, Buddy?)
I'm too tired, I'm too high right now
To be hearin' all that riff-raff
We just need to roll up and just smoke
And just chill and wait 'til the mornin', mornin', mornin', mornin'
Yeah, we just need to roll up and just smoke
And just chill and wait 'til the mornin', mornin', mornin', mornin'
If I'm askin' you a question
I already know the answer to it, nigga, don't lie
Period, I already called this bitch
Call her right now, let me see your phone
Give me your phone
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We gon' talk about it in the mornin' (talk about it in the mornin')
We gon' talk about it in the mornin' (talk about it in the mornin')
We gon' talk about it in the mornin', yeah (talk about it in the mornin')
We gon' talk about it in the mornin' (talk about it in the mornin')
We gon' talk about it in the mornin' (talk about it in the mornin')
We gon' talk about it in the mornin', yeah
(Let's just talk about it in the mornin')
High right now, drunk right now
Yeah, ooh
High right now, drunk right now
Yeah, ooh
Blah, blah
Take a deep breath, here we go
