Sunday

I get up in the morning
I drink my cup of coffee
I'm keeping it moving
I'm grinding for someday
My pops always told me
That hard works pays
And don't forget to play on Sunday

And it ain't as easy
As it used to be
I just don't have the energy I had when I was a young man
I'll never be rich, no
I gotta a good woman
And she knows I do the best I can

And I gotta friend (I gotta friend)
And he hit it big time
But no one believes I used to run around with that guy
All that money must be nice
But me and my baby do all right

I get up in the morning (morning)
I drink my cup of coffee (coffee)
I'm keeping it moving (moving)
I'm grinding for someday (someday)
My pops always told me
That hard works pays
And don't forget to play on Sunday

I wouldn't change it if I could
No no no
I wouldn't trade you for the world
Oh, oh oh

I get up in the morning (morning)
I drink my cup of coffee (coffee)
I'm keeping it moving (moving)
I'm grinding for someday (someday)
My pops always told me
That hard works pays
And don't forget to play on Sunday

Cause you get up in the morning
Oh yeah (Oh yeah)
Get up in the morning
Oh yeah

Now I get in the morning
I drink my cup of coffee
I'm keeping it moving
I'm grinding for someday
My pops always told me
That hard works pays

And don't forget to play on Sunday



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Hartnett, Danny Alexander
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