[Verse 1:]
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Yeah, young man, I swear I got a mind of my own,
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I'm heading to the top and I'm minding my own.
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Wondering what it would be like to lie in the throne,
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And yeah you with me, but I still feel I'm riding alone.
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So I use this music to release anger,
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It's like I'm explaining myself to a complete stranger.
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But you listen and I notice,
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Thank you for being so focused on me when I was at my lowest.
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Everybody flowing cause they wanna get a bad bitch,
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But my nine to five is working on this rap shit,
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So I get offended when pretending is image,
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That the livin' love, man this is some sad shit.
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I never had shit,
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So I'm losing my friends chasing these dreams,
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So me and my fam could have shit,
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So I'm on it,
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Trying to remain the strongest,
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And still with all these struggles;
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[Hook:]
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Somehow I gotta get up in the morning,
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Yeah, I gotta get up in the morning,
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Yeah, I gotta get up in the morning,
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Yeah, so I can remain the strongest,
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Yeah, I gotta get up in the morning,
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Yeah, I gotta get up in the morning,
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Yeah, I gotta get up in the morning,
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Yeah, still gotta remain the strongest.
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Second verse let's do it.
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[Verse 2:]
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I wake up early in the morning, I'm zoning,
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I'm living for the moment,
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Wondering how my homies turn to opponents,
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When that money gets to falling in,
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You get to falling out.
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As time goes you realize what it was all about,
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And those rumors get to spreading like diseases,
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I get that snailface, like do you really believe this?
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Y'all need Jesus, I mean everyone,
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Yeah I said it son, doing what's been never done,
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And these niggas is starting to act like bitches,
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And I'm not trying to be wrong,
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But Y'all don't bleed every month.
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Look down and realize you got a flat homie,
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And you ain't hurting me because you turned your back on me,
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You a phony and I wonder how that makes you feel,
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And just cause you clap guns nigga that don't make you real.
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But I knew you for the longest, homie,
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So when you lay down at night as a fake;
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[Modified Hook:]
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How do you get up in the morning?
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Damn, how do you get up in the morning,
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Damn, how do you get up in the morning,
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Damn, knowing damn well you a phony, (ha)
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How do you get up in the morning?
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Nigga, how do you get up in the morning,
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Yeah, how do you get up in the morning,
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Damn, knowing damn well you a phony,
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Third verse let's do it.
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[Verse 3:]
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Baby you summertime sexy,
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So tell me why you do that, you know;
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Sell your body just to kick it with these new jacks,
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Where your film crew at?
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Where your model pictures?
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Is money really worth your dignity to follow niggas?
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It's amazing how these beautiful women can lose control,
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In a life so cold, where souls turn into hoes,
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But you better than that,
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I can see it in your eye vision,
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These niggas lye with you,
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Treat you like these side bitches,
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And you know this but you ignore reality,
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I bring it to the light and now your ass wants to get mad at me?
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But I'm cool with showing you how you fucking up,
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Get a job and stop selling your body for a couple bucks.
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Niggas hurt your feelings, now you don't fuck with love,
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Life's hard, understand that, and suck it up.
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Get closer to God, and he will keep you the warmest,
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And I swear you will feel better:
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[Modified Hook:]
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When you wake up in the morning,
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Yeah, when you wake up in the morning,
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Yeah, when you wake up in the morning,
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Yeah, God will keep you the warmest,
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Yeah, So when you wake up in the morning,
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Damn, when you wake up in the morning,
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Yeah, when you wake up in the morning,
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I promise God will keep you the warmest, Yeah.
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In The Morning
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Dizzy Wright |