Morning

Wake up in the morning
Wash my ass, smell the coffee
Know a couple young niggas still tryna off me
Know a couple bad bitches tryna have my off spring
Life is so damn crazy when these paths get to crossing
I be racing to my dreams,
Freddy Krueger steady stalkin' me
Bust up out the house you gon prolly see me jogging
Niggas seeming cool till they really get to talkin'
Niggas talkin' shit on Twitter, I ain't in to blogging
I'm kinda into vlogging
Snapchat blowin' up cuz I be actin so retarded
Get it for they get you, that's just what the world taught me
Livin' healthy, getting paid
That's my slogan
I been seein' life in better ways
Joe Rogan
Strange times
Different people
Same lies
Different challenge
Same odds
I'ma get it
Like I'm Cozz or like I'm Bas
Bitch I'm wit it

Yeah
Made Fresh bitch

Wake up in the morning, hope I'm in a better place
I see the same four walls man, I gotta get this cake
Sometimes it feel like the only way is to sell the weight
But I gotta be patient, it's ways better than that
Gotta use these verses to take me all over the map
I been holdin' on to this dope shit, I think it's time to relapse
I'm on the road to greatness out just followin' the tracks
Out here tryna get this cheese, I'm tryna dodge the traps
I been on the go-wap so I barely take naps
I'm not rich yet so how the fuck can I relax
In the morning as I open my eyes,
I gotta realize that a young nigga just searching for the prize
So when I'm up at the top please don't be surprised

In the morning
Yeah, yeah
In the morning
Yeah, yeah
In the morning as we soul searching for a purpose
Perfectly imperfect
Perfect but not perfect
Yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Berkeley Davis, David George Mount, Thomas Leslie Gray, R. Davis Mount Stiles
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