Every Morning Lyrics - Young Thug

[Hook: Young Thug] 

Me and Skooly count a lot of racks 

Me and Skooly fuck a lot of [?] 

Nigga know young Skooly be my woadie 

AP apology, now hold out the rolie 

I wake up and do the same thing every morning 

Every morning, every morning, every morning 

I wake up and do the same thing every morning 

Same thing every morning, every morning, every morning 

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[Verse 1: Young Thug] 

Young Thug got the feels, wake up and pop 4's and pop pills 

You know that it's real 

Wake up in the morning, MTV [?] how I live 

I live, I don't apologize with all these racks I spend on time 

I don't apologize, getting racks was never a crime 

Pull up in a hoodie, no coat 

Shoot you in the hoodie, no coat 

With that .45 no colt 

Slit a nigga throat, watch him sink no boat 

No i'm not a spoke, get you killed no smoke 

Opps I mean speaking, I'm slimy like deacon 

See nigga's rapping for no reason 

All the detectives look cheesy, know what I'm saying? 

I'm the man sam, I'm the man with the plans 

Yea it's [?], on the man on the beach 

I'm the man with the sand, I got these freaks 

Diving on me, climbing on me, vagina's on me 

No beer, Young Skooly get the hoes up off me with the 40 

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[Hook: Young Thug + Skooly] 

Me and Skooly count a lot of racks 

Me and Skooly fuck a lot of [?] 

Nigga know young Skooly be my woadie 

AP apology, now hold out the rolie 

Lil Jeff, these rappers rapping and singing again 

It's just me and my friends 

They caught us trapping and leaning again 

CCU, YSL they fiendin again 

[Verse 2: Skooly 

Pocket full of money but bitch do it better 

The bitch bust chest, so she gotta eat checkers 

Got an old rolex and a new bezel 

See the bitch got flooded but the mob come help 

Thugger to the right, Skooly ride to the left 

We don't like snitches, keep the cops to yourself 

YSL on my feet, [?] on my belt 

All the money on me nigga might need help 

Plus I'm the illest, and realest young nigga you seen 

I pull off on thugger 

My nigga not really feeling the scene 

We rather go count up a hundred 

Them bitches not really feeling your team 

They rather go fuck my brothers 

You better not let that bitch get between 

Cuz me and Young Thugger go fuck her 

We turning her up, we been in the oven, she suck like a sucker 

We breaking her back, then sending her back, you take care of her 

You stupid 

[Hook]