Terrace Martin – This Morning Lyrics

 

This Morning Lyrics Terrace Martin

This Morning Lyrics

 

This Morning Lyrics by Terrace Martin (feat. Arin Ray & Smino)

 

Woke up this morning

Found my peace of mind
And finally, I can say to you, that I
Feel good this morning
No, I can’t deny

So finally, I can lay with you and feel
Feel the pleasure
Finally do what lover’s do with you, babe
Ride for two, don’t you know
So we can roll how we want to, yeah

Set fire to the fucking pavement
They bound to drown so they can’t relate
And just do what I say, do what I say, no
My baby got her own fuckin’ ways now

Tellin’ y’all she ain’t fuckin playin, ay
Ain’t need no problems from her man, no, no
She ain’t worried (She ain’t worried)

Why you never ready?
When I called you, told you I’d be on my way
Two hours, you still dancing
In the mirror, come outside

I got a minimalist shawty
She don’t want me smoking my Grabba Leaf
But her Banana Leaf’s sorry

I was rollin up on her vanity
She got to telling these stories
How she finally found some sanity
And these hatin’ hoes must be
Off that good Cane, that Danity

And it dawned on me
Like 6 AM, over dewy grass
And my doobie rolled
That she might be

Addicted to the lights (She might be)
A victim of the likes (She might be)
A rid of my vibe

But she colder than shoulders of gold digging hoes
When a broke n**** approaching, but she cold
She colder when n**** like me ain’t around
To come light up and

Set fire to the fucking pavement
They bound to drown so they can’t relate
And just do what I say, do what I say, no
My baby got her own fuckin’ ways now

Tellin y’all, she ain’t fuckin playin, ay
Ain’t need no problems from her man, no, no
She ain’t worried (She ain’t worried)

Set fire to the fucking pavement
They bound to drown so they can’t relate
And just do what I say, do what I say, no
My baby got her own fuckin’ ways now

Tellin y’all, she ain’t fuckin playin, ay
Ain’t need no problems from her man, no, no
She ain’t worried (She ain’t worried)
Mornin’