This Morning ft. Walt D Lyrics

I'm burnin' up in the studio right now, no A.C

This mornin', woke up out my sleep, no yawnin' Walked up in the kitchen, breakfast plate

Enormous Phone ringin' off the hook, but I ignore it

It's just somebody want somethin' else for free and I know it

Mind on my bag, I'm a good sport, this month, I got court, yeah

I don't give a damn, and I talk to prosecutors accordingly

Tellin' me lies, you boring me, get on my nerves, Oral B

I'm in the business of handlin' business, no corporate G

I wish every nigga that I know is real They want shit for free from me, but then go

Pay they bills I got bills too, but I guess you say fuck

My bills Well, it's fuck you too, nigga, and that's

On the real, yeah Friends and family, man, I don't get two

Fs Dance to my own music, lil' daddy don't

Make me do step Gotta take care of myself, nigga, that's

True health Cause people will watch you suffer till you

Take your last breath

Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done On earth as it is in heaven

Give us this day our daily bread

It's morning, time to wake up Open up your eyes, smell the blaze up

Time to come to your senses and get on some business

If you live your whole life asleep, then you ignorant

It's morning, time to wake up Open up your eyes, smell the blaze up

Time to come to your senses and get on some business

If you live your whole life asleep, then you ignorant

Had to wake up with no option to fail Been grinding so long, you can check the trail

Been through a whole lot of pain and betrayal But one thing I'm gone prevail

Pray all the time, but I give them hell I put in work, I know you can tell

They call me coach cause I'm making plays If you making plays, then you gotta get paid

No business like concrete I know one thing I ain't seen defeat

With one bed to a whole house I know one thing you can't put me out

Y'all think it's sweet and we'll turn the sour Stay on my shit nigga every hour

These lessons learned, had to wait my turn Know everything I got I earned

Had to wake up to get my shit right Everything I wanted was in sight

Had to medicate just to meditate Now watch a young nigga elevate

Stay twisted up just like my dreads Everything I do just to get ahead

Don't get a bag, can't go to bed So thankful for this daily bread

Them broke niggas can't pay attention I'm going to get it, ain't gotta mention

On all ten, I'm getting it in These niggas know i'm about Benjamins

If it ain't dollars, it ain't making sense I'ma show these niggas how to make a change

Just watch me as I do my thing I'm trying to get y'all niggas game

Our father, who art in heaven Hallowed be thy name

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done On earth as it is in heaven

Give us this day our daily bread

It's morning, time to wake up Open up your eyes, smell the blaze up

It's time to come to your senses And get on some business

If you live your whole life asleep Then you ignorant

It's morning, time to wake up Open up your eyes, smell the blaze up

It's time to come to your senses And get on some business

If you live your whole life asleep Then you ignorant

It's morning, time to wake up Open up your eyes, smell the blaze up

It's time to come to your senses And get on some business

If you live your whole life asleep Then you ignorant