Presenting you “I Used To Wake Up In My Room In The Morning Lyrics” by Rx Papi & Gud. The song name is Template.
I Used To Wake Up In My Room In The Morning Lyrics
I used to wake up in my room in the mornin’
Put on my dirty shoes in the mornin’
Heard mama cryin’ last night
Think the lights finna go out
Only thing on my mind is hittin’ a l^^k
Her n^^ga in prison for doin’ some s^^t
Say I’ma go to prison for doin’ some s^^t
Only thing on my mind is boomin’ a b^^ch
12 Stout Street, I hated that house
I had to learn early on bein’ a man about
My mama ain’t never buy me s^^t
I sold drugs and robbed for all my s^^t
Mama said, “Baby, that was years ago”
“Don’t stress about s^^t that happened years ago”
This s^^t’d take a b^^ch years to know
I cried in the cold ’til my tears was froze
I hit a l^^k to help my mama out
How the f^^k my mom the one kick me out?
How the f^^k you gonna send me out to the streets?
How thе f^^k you gonna say I can’t come home to sleep?
How the f^^k I comе out your p^^sy, you choose your husband like you knew that n^^ga before me?
How the f^^k you gon’ turn your back on me?
How the f^^k you gon’ leave me flat on E?
How you gon’ do that, knowin’ they killed my dad?
You supposed to be my mom and my dad
I wish that f^^kin’ house would burn down
I couldn’t tell you then but, s^^t, I’ll tell you now
For so many years, I held it down
I never in my life wanted to sell drugs
I would’ve been cool with playin’ games and s^^t
But instead, I’m runnin’ with the gang and s^^t
Robberies done turned into shootings
Your son done did a gang and s^^t
It’d take a year to explain this s^^t
We don’t stay safe, we stay dangerous
They took my brother, that f^^ked me up
Perc’ after Perc’, they f^^kin’ me up
Thousand Percs’ later, still don’t do nun’
S^^t’s barely workin’, they’re supposed to make me numb
Had flashbacks to when I was young
B^^ches used to laugh and call me a bum
I was with Face, shot my first gun
Before Neo or Jet Li, I was the one
My mama ain’t see it but the streets did
Said I wouldn’t be s^^t, streets made me s^^t
Going through withdrawal, got me sick
I’m stressed back to back, I’m ’bout to flip
Don’t look at me funny, you don’t know s^^t ’bout me
Stood on the block with dreams of an Audi
Had a nightmare sleepin’ in my Audi
A n^^ga caught me lackin’ and pulled me out it
Big-a^^ pistol to my mouthpiece
And it happened in front of 12 Stout Street
This is the end of “I Used To Wake Up In My Room In The Morning Lyrics”.