This is a song about "Ukrsine by morning"

Can you blame her? hundred dollars for them bitches wann’t a option

Let's say we have a long night and a fast morning

House gets raided at 3 in the morning

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

But wouldn't be the topic of my few friends talking

I got out of bed, right in the morning

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

I remember them screaming at 1 in the morning

I'm the light when its dim, an the sun in the morning

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Woke up one morning everything was fine

Private plane, my seat recline