[Intro]
You're the only power (power)
You're the only power that can
You're the only power (power)
You're the only power that can
Ooooooo, ooooooo, oooooo
Other help
[Producer Tag]
If young Margie don't trust you I'm gon' shoot you
[Verse 1]
CyHi! It's like two in the morning
Slayed two fellas inside of my California bed
Fuck it, I was horny
Haha, so God, please don't judge me
It ain't my fault you ain't make these hoes ugly
Cheese on Chuck E, Clicquot fuzzy
Streets gon' love me, freaks gon' fuck me
How could a young fella be so lucky?
No Luciano, truly, I know
I done changed since I used to do the cornrow
They only give you credit at the end of movies, I know
Hustled since I learned how to use a lawnmower
From the traphouse, now I do the condo
I was in the street, fella you was front row
Truckload full of keys to pianos
Aye, aye, feliz cumpleaños
Piece in the console, police in your convo
I was sent here to preach to the young folks
Spent weeks in them orange clothes in the drought
Drug prices spiked like Hennessy in a punch bowl
Man of the house, even before I growed up
When them fellas talked down, I'm the one who spoke up
CyHi, I'm a leader like four cups
Boy I'm a Caesar like a low cut
Fellas hatin', so what? Ever since I blowed up
"Ye ain't gon' be shit," at least that's what they told us
No love for a fella, so I sold drugs
All I had to do was go outside and post up
Pull off on some hubcap when I did the donuts
All I get is snooty ass fellas with they nose up
Fella she chose up now she chillin with her toes up
Fuck the bitch to sleep and got some head when I work up
I had a
[Pre-Hook]
Beautiful morning, you're the sun in my morning babe
Nothing unwanted
Beautiful morning, you're the sun in my morning babe
Nothing unwanted
[Hook]
Just wanna feel liberated, I, I, I
I just wanna feel liberated, I, I, I
If I ever instigated, I am sorry
Tell me who in here can relate, I, I, I
[Verse 2]
Now if I love my Jesus
And I just bleached her Jesus
And I get bleach on my T-shirt
I'mma feel like Jesus
I was high when I met him
We was down in Tribeca
He get under your skin if you let her
Jesus get under your skin if you-uh
I don't even wanna talk about it
I don't even wanna talk about it
I don't even wanna say nothin'
Everybody gon' say somethin'
I'd be worried if they said nothin'
Remind me where I know you from?
She looking like she owe you some
You know just what we want
I wanna wake up with you in my
Beautiful morning
[Pre-Hook]
Beautiful morning, you're the sun in my morning babe
Nothing unwanted
Beautiful morning, you're the sun in my morning babe
Nothing unwanted
[Hook]
Just want to feel liberated, I, I, I
I just want to feel liberated, I, I, I
If I ever instigated I am sorry
Tell me who in here can relate, I, I, I
[Verse 3]
Been reaching God since I hit the Nunnery
Now I'm hitting you with the Spiritual Buggery
May not of thought I was lyrical
But I am with my flows symmetrical
Put my own verse over
Selling out the concerts
Rapping so hard my throat hurts
Skrrting doing donuts
So many drugs I throw up
My hands to God
When I hit the spot
And you say "God"
You will forget me not
Forget me thot
Not Trying to got
The Grammy
Cos I'm too whacky
Addicted to the Xanies
Shouldn't of made plannies
You Rappers old, like grannies
Take an L you might hand me
Take a knee, you might thank me
Don't say shit behind my back
Cos I got God on my side, you can't say that
Pull up on your crib and go Brapp
Had a nice time with your MCM
You MC's don't know when to end
I had a good night, and I'mma have a
[Pre-Hook]
Beautiful morning, you're the sun in my morning babe
Nothing unwanted
Beautiful morning, you're the sun in my morning babe
Nothing unwanted
[Bridge]
(Perfect)
Faaaaaaaa
Faaaaaaaa
Faaaaaaaa
Faaaaaaaah
[Verse 4]
I told, I told, ay ay, I told you
Up in the morning, miss you bad
Sorry I ain't called you back
Same problem my father had
All his time, all he had, all he had
In what he dreamed
All his cash, market crashed
Hurt him bad, people get divorced for that
Drops some stacks pops is good
Momma pass in Hollywood
If you ask, lost my soul
Driving fast, lost control
Off the road, jaw was broke
'Member we all was broke
'Member I'm coming back
I'll be taking all the stacks
[Verse 5]
I got broads in Atlanta
Twisting dope, lean, and the Fanta
Credit cards and the scammers
Hitting off licks in the bando
Black X6, Phantom
White X6 looks like a panda
Going out like I’m Montana
Hundred killers, hundred hammers (R.I.P. Lil Peep)
Black X6, Phantom
White X6, panda
Pockets swole, Danny
Selling bar, candy
Man I'm the macho like Randy
The choppa go Oscar for Grammy
Bitch llama, pull up ya panty
Hope you killas understand me
[Hook]
I just want to feel liberated, I, I, I
I just want to feel liberated, I, I, I
Taking all the stacks, oh
Stacks, oh
Taking all the stacks, oh
[Verse 6]
I got broads in Atlanta
Twist the dope, lean and shit, sippin' Fanta
Credit cards and the scammers
Wake up Versace, shit life Desiigner
Whole bunch of lavish shit
They be asking round town who be clappin' shit
I be pullin up stuff in the Phantom ship (Skrr Skrr Skrr Skrr Skrr)
I got plenty of stuff of Bugatti, whip look how I try this shit
Black X6, Phantom
White X6, killing on camera
[Bridge]
How can I find you?
Who do you turn to?
How do I bind you?
[Outro]
If I don't turn to you
No other help I know, I stretch my hands
You're the only power (power)
You're the only power that can
You're the only power (power)
You're the only power that can
Ooooooo, ooooooo, oooooo
Other help
[Producer Tag]
If young Margie don't trust you I'm gon' shoot you
[Verse 1]
CyHi! It's like two in the morning
Slayed two fellas inside of my California bed
Fuck it, I was horny
Haha, so God, please don't judge me
It ain't my fault you ain't make these hoes ugly
Cheese on Chuck E, Clicquot fuzzy
Streets gon' love me, freaks gon' fuck me
How could a young fella be so lucky?
No Luciano, truly, I know
I done changed since I used to do the cornrow
They only give you credit at the end of movies, I know
Hustled since I learned how to use a lawnmower
From the traphouse, now I do the condo
I was in the street, fella you was front row
Truckload full of keys to pianos
Aye, aye, feliz cumpleaños
Piece in the console, police in your convo
I was sent here to preach to the young folks
Spent weeks in them orange clothes in the drought
Drug prices spiked like Hennessy in a punch bowl
Man of the house, even before I growed up
When them fellas talked down, I'm the one who spoke up
CyHi, I'm a leader like four cups
Boy I'm a Caesar like a low cut
Fellas hatin', so what? Ever since I blowed up
"Ye ain't gon' be shit," at least that's what they told us
No love for a fella, so I sold drugs
All I had to do was go outside and post up
Pull off on some hubcap when I did the donuts
All I get is snooty ass fellas with they nose up
Fella she chose up now she chillin with her toes up
Fuck the bitch to sleep and got some head when I work up
I had a
[Pre-Hook]
Beautiful morning, you're the sun in my morning babe
Nothing unwanted
Beautiful morning, you're the sun in my morning babe
Nothing unwanted
[Hook]
Just wanna feel liberated, I, I, I
I just wanna feel liberated, I, I, I
If I ever instigated, I am sorry
Tell me who in here can relate, I, I, I
[Verse 2]
Now if I love my Jesus
And I just bleached her Jesus
And I get bleach on my T-shirt
I'mma feel like Jesus
I was high when I met him
We was down in Tribeca
He get under your skin if you let her
Jesus get under your skin if you-uh
I don't even wanna talk about it
I don't even wanna talk about it
I don't even wanna say nothin'
Everybody gon' say somethin'
I'd be worried if they said nothin'
Remind me where I know you from?
She looking like she owe you some
You know just what we want
I wanna wake up with you in my
Beautiful morning
[Pre-Hook]
Beautiful morning, you're the sun in my morning babe
Nothing unwanted
Beautiful morning, you're the sun in my morning babe
Nothing unwanted
[Hook]
Just want to feel liberated, I, I, I
I just want to feel liberated, I, I, I
If I ever instigated I am sorry
Tell me who in here can relate, I, I, I
[Verse 3]
Been reaching God since I hit the Nunnery
Now I'm hitting you with the Spiritual Buggery
May not of thought I was lyrical
But I am with my flows symmetrical
Put my own verse over
Selling out the concerts
Rapping so hard my throat hurts
Skrrting doing donuts
So many drugs I throw up
My hands to God
When I hit the spot
And you say "God"
You will forget me not
Forget me thot
Not Trying to got
The Grammy
Cos I'm too whacky
Addicted to the Xanies
Shouldn't of made plannies
You Rappers old, like grannies
Take an L you might hand me
Take a knee, you might thank me
Don't say shit behind my back
Cos I got God on my side, you can't say that
Pull up on your crib and go Brapp
Had a nice time with your MCM
You MC's don't know when to end
I had a good night, and I'mma have a
[Pre-Hook]
Beautiful morning, you're the sun in my morning babe
Nothing unwanted
Beautiful morning, you're the sun in my morning babe
Nothing unwanted
[Bridge]
(Perfect)
Faaaaaaaa
Faaaaaaaa
Faaaaaaaa
Faaaaaaaah
[Verse 4]
I told, I told, ay ay, I told you
Up in the morning, miss you bad
Sorry I ain't called you back
Same problem my father had
All his time, all he had, all he had
In what he dreamed
All his cash, market crashed
Hurt him bad, people get divorced for that
Drops some stacks pops is good
Momma pass in Hollywood
If you ask, lost my soul
Driving fast, lost control
Off the road, jaw was broke
'Member we all was broke
'Member I'm coming back
I'll be taking all the stacks
[Verse 5]
I got broads in Atlanta
Twisting dope, lean, and the Fanta
Credit cards and the scammers
Hitting off licks in the bando
Black X6, Phantom
White X6 looks like a panda
Going out like I’m Montana
Hundred killers, hundred hammers (R.I.P. Lil Peep)
Black X6, Phantom
White X6, panda
Pockets swole, Danny
Selling bar, candy
Man I'm the macho like Randy
The choppa go Oscar for Grammy
Bitch llama, pull up ya panty
Hope you killas understand me
[Hook]
I just want to feel liberated, I, I, I
I just want to feel liberated, I, I, I
Taking all the stacks, oh
Stacks, oh
Taking all the stacks, oh
[Verse 6]
I got broads in Atlanta
Twist the dope, lean and shit, sippin' Fanta
Credit cards and the scammers
Wake up Versace, shit life Desiigner
Whole bunch of lavish shit
They be asking round town who be clappin' shit
I be pullin up stuff in the Phantom ship (Skrr Skrr Skrr Skrr Skrr)
I got plenty of stuff of Bugatti, whip look how I try this shit
Black X6, Phantom
White X6, killing on camera
[Bridge]
How can I find you?
Who do you turn to?
How do I bind you?
[Outro]
If I don't turn to you
No other help I know, I stretch my hands
( Sister Margie )
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