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8am .! - nikowoodyear lyrics

[chorus]
yeah, ah
it’s 8 in the morning, i still got them chills
12 was knocking at my door, yeah, that sh*t ain’t feel real
swear that this sh*t get annoying, i’m just tryna live
opps and cops stay on my ass now, ion even be at my crib
higher, we just take sh*t higher
aye, it’s tosei in this pint, b*tch, i’m the pink supplier
say you heard they moving weight? well, all them n*ggas liars
no security at the crib, b*tch, i’m posted wit fye, yeah
(“welcome to violet”)

[verse]
promise it’s over
act like i hate being sober
try swap me out and it won’t work
swiping that cc when i’m in a dover
sh*t that we saying, align with the sh*t that we doing, i ride with a soldier
i told you stop all the claiming, you hang around n*ggas that’s gon’ get you folded
i seen a lot this life, got more to face
pull off on the curb when we speed from the jakes
and i pull up on her, put that d*ck in her face
making sure i got my base in order
spanish b*tch, i tell her “sayonara”
she gotta hold this sh*t down when i’m locked in the pen’
if she don’t, then she flying over, yeah
i got magazines, clips
no. 9 shooter, he draped in chanel, huh
stick to the sh*t that you puffin’ on, gas in my blunt and this sh*t get you real high
sent him a pic of some n*ggas with sticks and they posted right next to your mailbox
assume that they shooters but some of them don’t like the rugers, they shank sh*t for real, ha
past the point of saving hoes, i’m buying the keys that i flip for the low, yeah
getting this sh*t is the easy part, but i’m tryna drive this sh*t to california
the cops is speeding behind me, hold up (oh wait)
i’m taking chance and chance again ’cause my pops did this sh*t in ’08
want to be the man? but scared to go play with the keys so the bands a long way
take a risk at the slab, film it then run the sh*t back, this platinum cocaine
[chorus]
it’s 8 in the morning, i still got them chills
12 was knocking at my door, yeah, that sh*t ain’t feel real
swear that this sh*t get annoying, i’m just tryna live
opps and cops stay on my ass now, ion even be at my crib
higher, we just take sh*t higher
aye, it’s tosei in this pint, b*tch, i’m the pink supplier
say you heard they moving weight? well, all them n*ggas liars
no security at the crib, b*tch, i’m posted wit fye, yeah

(“welcome to violet”)

- nikowoodyear lyrics

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