Leave in the Morning

I gotta leave in the morning I gotta leave, gotta leave, gotta leave Gotta leave in the morning You believe what we started? You believe, you believe, you believe You believe what we started? Mic check, one-two, one-two I'm rocking black like the red and blue He finna stack to the black, all bulletproof Making platinum, I'll blast off, bust a move Little Max said she love me, I love you too But that stress make you ugly That black and blue You know that light can be lovely Just let it through While she sip from the bubbly, like "yeah That's true" I'm like "yeah, that's true" Rap culture, shouts to rap culture Keep the kid writing like he supposed to And the blueprint ain't never how you wanna But that's the point, you supposed to wander Antsy like groceries that's left Over, pants be too, ten deep on my shoulder Smoking on some of that Learnt when you're older, fool I don't play by the rules I love getting money when I'm skipping on school A few in the living room, like what a view Seven-three to the end when you those twos I hope the green don't get the blues I beat the drum the drum And I speak the truth Said here he comes and then there he goes Cause it won't be long Until the rooster crows and I got to roll I gotta leave in the morning I gotta leave, gotta leave, gotta leave Gotta leave in the morning You believe what we started? You believe, you believe, you believe You believe what we started? Ay, I banged Chanelle and she fine as hell p***y ain't even gotta smell I light that herb and let my eyes swell She took a hit and say she high as hell I fuck with your real nigga shit All we do is real nigga shit She said, "I know, I'm a real bitch" Nah, you a real nigga bitch I could be your n-i-g-g-a And we could get drunk and smoke weed all day Roll it backward, we could steam all day We could kick shit like Bruce Lee all day And you look so good Wish I could mount you on my wall Mona Lisa with better features We could go and swipe a VISA for some pizza Apple TV got the movies, we can screen 'em Fresher than a fuckin' preacher on The day of Easter And you could buy the bitch We just tryna lease her Baby girl, don't smoke too much And when you give me brain I hope That you don't choke too much And when I'm gone I hope that you don't talk so much And I'll be riding 'round the city As I hold that clutch Damn, can you believe where we started I'll stay for the night but Baby girl I gotta leave I gotta leave in the I gotta leave in the morning I gotta leave, gotta leave, gotta leave Gotta leave in the morning You believe what we started? You believe, you believe, you believe You believe what we started? --- Leave in the Morning - Felly