Listen to This Morning (feat. Arin Ray & Smino) by Terrace Martin

This Morning (feat. Arin Ray & Smino)

Terrace Martin

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Terrace Martin

Keyboards

Kenneth Crouch

Rhodes Piano

Arin Ray

Vocals

Kiefer Shackelford

Kiefer Shackelford

Keyboards

Salaam Remi

Beatbox

Marlon M. Williams

Marlon M. Williams

Guitar

Rose Gold

Background Vocals

Smino

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Terrace Martin

Composer

Kenneth Crouch

Composer

Arin Ray

Composer

Kiefer Shackelford

Kiefer Shackelford

Composer

Marlon M. Williams

Marlon M. Williams

Composer

Christopher Smith Jr.

Christopher Smith Jr.

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Terrace Martin

Producer

Kenneth Crouch

Producer

Bryan Dimaio

Recording Engineer

Rick Carson

Recording Engineer

Arin Ray

Producer

Mike Bozzi

Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Woke up this morning

Found my peace of mind

And finally, I can say to you, that I

Feel good this morning

No, I can't deny

[Verse 2]

So finally, I can lay with you and feel

Feel the pleasure

Finally do what lover's do with you, babe

Ride for two, don't you know

So we can roll how we want to, yeah

[Verse 3]

Set fire to the fucking pavement

They bound to drown so they can't relate

And just do what I say, do what I say, no

My baby got her own fuckin' ways now

[Verse 4]

Tellin' y'all she ain't fuckin playin, ay

Ain't need no problems from her man, no, no

She ain't worried (She ain't worried)

[Verse 5]

Why you never ready?

When I called you, told you I'd be on my way

Two hours, you still dancing

In the mirror, come outside

[Verse 6]

I got a minimalist shawty

She don't want me smoking my Grabba Leaf

But her Banana Leaf's sorry

[Verse 7]

I was rollin up on her vanity

She got to telling these stories

How she finally found some sanity

And these hatin' hoes must be

Off that good Cane, that Danity

[Verse 8]

And it dawned on me

Like 6 AM, over dewy grass

And my doobie rolled

That she might be

[Verse 9]

Addicted to the lights (She might be)

A victim of the likes (She might be)

A rid of my vibe

[Verse 10]

But she colder than shoulders of gold digging hoes

When a broke **** approaching, but she cold

She colder when **** like me ain't around

To come light up and

[Verse 11]

Set fire to the fucking pavement

They bound to drown so they can't relate

And just do what I say, do what I say, no

My baby got her own fuckin' ways now

[Verse 12]

Tellin y'all, she ain't fuckin playin, ay

Ain't need no problems from her man, no, no

She ain't worried (She ain't worried)

[Verse 13]

Set fire to the fucking pavement

They bound to drown so they can't relate

And just do what I say, do what I say, no

My baby got her own fuckin' ways now

[Verse 14]

Tellin y'all, she ain't fuckin playin, ay

Ain't need no problems from her man, no, no

She ain't worried (She ain't worried)

Mornin'

Written by: Arin Ray, Christopher Smith Jr., Kenneth Crouch, Kiefer Shackelford, Marlon M. Williams, Terrace Martin

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