Start My Day (Free Casey) Songtext
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Fatt
Yeah
On God, on God, on God
Uh, get home late, kick my shoes off, hit the hay
Wake up early to start my day
Brush my teeth and wipe my face, then go feed Perky
Baccarat get sprayed on
Before I step out my door, I gotta go get fresh this early
Fatt
Yeah
On God, on God, on God
Uh, get home late, kick my shoes off, hit the hay
Wake up early to start my day
Brush my teeth and wipe my face, then go feed Perky
Baccarat get sprayed on
Before I step out my door, I gotta go get fresh this early
Shoot a text to bae phone
Last night, we was beefin', today, she not respondin' (Yeah)
'Fore I step out my door, I grab my fire, I don't care if I'm warm in the cold
'Fore I pull out of my driveway, fire my blunt up, boy, this is not the car smoke
Tired of rainy days, shit ain't been the samе ever since I got my hеart broke
Casey call my phone four times a day, ain't shit to do, he locked up, free my brother
Huh, I don't care where I'm at, if you see me there, the fire tucked good as fuck, nigga (Uh)
I ain't belong in school, I ain't follow the rules, I always couldn't be fucked with
You will get your dumb ass hit with this tool 'fore I give you my trust, nigga
Got smoke with bro, then it's smoke with you, I don't care who you grew up with
Tap him between his eyes, his body fallin', now he can't do nothin'
All of my opps gon' die, nigga, on my mama, they ass ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'
Dry your eyes, stop cryin'
I'ma fuck up your city if you see me and reach for my fuckin' neck
I'm goin' through a crisis, baby, I need you right here next to me
Uh, cut off my lil' white bitch
She was startin' to get too obsessed with me, I had low-key liked it
Any time I asked, she would drop next to me (Huh)
Pour up a deuce, the Sprite fizz I'ma sip Quagen and Trish forever
All the bros get high together (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Get home late, kick my shoes off, hit the hay
Wake up early to start my day
Brush my teeth and wipe my face, then go feed Perky
Baccarat get sprayed on
Before I step out my door, I gotta go get fresh this early
Shoot a text to bae phone
Last night, we was beefin', today, she not respondin' (Yeah)
'Fore I step out my door, I grab my fire, I don't care if I'm warm in the cold
'Fore I pull out of my driveway, fire my blunt up, boy, this is not the car smoke
Tired of rainy days, shit ain't been the same ever since I got my heart broke
Casey call my phone four times a day, ain't shit to do, he locked up, free my brother
Last night, we was beefin', today, she not respondin' (Yeah)
'Fore I step out my door, I grab my fire, I don't care if I'm warm in the cold
'Fore I pull out of my driveway, fire my blunt up, boy, this is not the car smoke
Tired of rainy days, shit ain't been the samе ever since I got my hеart broke
Casey call my phone four times a day, ain't shit to do, he locked up, free my brother
Huh, I don't care where I'm at, if you see me there, the fire tucked good as fuck, nigga (Uh)
I ain't belong in school, I ain't follow the rules, I always couldn't be fucked with
You will get your dumb ass hit with this tool 'fore I give you my trust, nigga
Got smoke with bro, then it's smoke with you, I don't care who you grew up with
Tap him between his eyes, his body fallin', now he can't do nothin'
All of my opps gon' die, nigga, on my mama, they ass ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'
Dry your eyes, stop cryin'
I'ma fuck up your city if you see me and reach for my fuckin' neck
I'm goin' through a crisis, baby, I need you right here next to me
Uh, cut off my lil' white bitch
She was startin' to get too obsessed with me, I had low-key liked it
Any time I asked, she would drop next to me (Huh)
Pour up a deuce, the Sprite fizz I'ma sip Quagen and Trish forever
All the bros get high together (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Get home late, kick my shoes off, hit the hay
Wake up early to start my day
Brush my teeth and wipe my face, then go feed Perky
Baccarat get sprayed on
Before I step out my door, I gotta go get fresh this early
Shoot a text to bae phone
Last night, we was beefin', today, she not respondin' (Yeah)
'Fore I step out my door, I grab my fire, I don't care if I'm warm in the cold
'Fore I pull out of my driveway, fire my blunt up, boy, this is not the car smoke
Tired of rainy days, shit ain't been the same ever since I got my heart broke
Casey call my phone four times a day, ain't shit to do, he locked up, free my brother