Mr MFN eXquire - Illest Niggaz Breathin lyrics
rate meI woke up this morning feeling like that nigga
I woke up this morning feeling like that nigga
I woke up this morning super-duper dope
Feeling like that nigga
I woke up this morning feeling like that nigga
Feeling like that nigga, feeling like that nigga
I woke up this morning feeling like that nigga
Feeling like that nigga, feeling like that nigga
I woke up this morning feeling like that nigga
Feeling like that nigga, feeling like that nigga
Bitch, I woke up this morning feeling like that nigga
Feeling like that nigga, feeling like that nigga
Yeah, my life is flawless, all my jewels is Rols gold
Tipping on another level, I don’t fuck with broke hoes
Smooth player, dark fate, making sure my path’s straight
Back daddy, clean specs, bitch I don’t need no dark shades
I woke up this morning feeling like that nigga
First to brushing my chips face the man in the mirror
Maybe I’m a narcissist, I’m suffering from losses
That carpe diem, sipping champagne in the apartment, have a …
Open eyes on my goods, keep your lean I keep my wood
Disrespect, I make a scene, fuck with niggas in my hood
Everybody running wild, running now, running now
Getting drunk, puffing loud, nigga I don’t fuck with y’all
If I wasn’t with Mercedes I’d be fucking Keisha
Right up on the project roof, you call a pair of bitches
I used to play the pinches and watch the players ball
Damn time fly with them tables turn and now a nigga’s gotta watch it floss
I woke up this morning feeling like that nigga
Feeling like that nigga, feeling like that nigga
I woke up this morning feeling like that nigga
Feeling like that nigga, feeling like that nigga
I woke up this morning feeling like that nigga
Feeling like that nigga, feeling like that nigga
Bitch, I woke up this morning feeling like that nigga
Feeling like that nigga, feeling like that nigga
I’m fucking to Barry White like what’s up, my nigga
He said you asked why, right, well you next up, my nigga
Critics try to write me up but hold up, fuck them niggas
Her rumors are my demise but somehow I got paper
Ask me how I’m feeling, nigga, how you feeling
I’m feeling like that nigga, feeling like that nigga
Like my reach got longer, like my arms got stronger
Yeah, I made that shit up but fuck it, I’m that nigga
I don’t drink no 40’s, I don’t fuck with liquor
But I will cop some bottles just to shit on a nigga
Just to get these hoes and to fuck these strippers
I’mma hit it in the bathroom, I ain’t gonna tip her
Just the same old nigga in a different location
From the bottom, now we here and we ain’t on no Drake shit
Shout my cousin, Golden Globe, ‘cause he told me that I got it
Through this form I made him loss, and my home a fucking project
I woke up this morning feeling like that nigga
Feeling like that nigga, feeling like that nigga
I woke up this morning feeling like that nigga
Feeling like that nigga, feeling like that nigga
I woke up this morning feeling like that nigga
Feeling like that nigga, feeling like that nigga
Bitch, I woke up this morning feeling like that nigga
Feeling like that nigga, feeling like that nigga
