Demrick, DJ Hoppa, Jarren Benton - Morning Sun lyrics

Wake up, bake up, roll another one
Thank god I woke up to the morning sun
One day I know that my day will come
Have to face all the fears
I’ve been running from

Wake up, bake up, roll another one
Thank god I woke up to the morning sun
One day I know that my day will come
Have to face all the fears
I’ve been running from

Life is precious
This life is filled with lessons (Yes)
Some live in the present
Others ignore the message stresses
Keep mounding daily
Won’t let the amount of pressure cave me in
Won’t let the weight I carry bring
Me to my very end
Internet killing all the hope (hope)
When the "likes" start feeling like votes
(votes)
Rappers out here stuntin’ on the gram one day
Very next post he's a ghost
Niggas barely even check the post
Busy trying to get the flick and the pose
You ain’t a friend, you a bitch, you a hoe
Lost in the phone, loss of control
Boy, you about to lose your life
Keep our eyes on the road
Xans got you in airplane-mode
Holding tight to what you can’t let go
Spending nights in your head all alone
Looking for something to set me free
My mind won’t let me be
Tried of watching life play out from A to Z
Every time before I sleep

Wake up, bake up, roll another one
Thank god I woke up to the morning sun
One day I know that my day will come
Have to face all the fears
I’ve been running from
Wake up, bake up, roll another one
Thank god I woke up to the morning sun
One day I know that my day will come
Have to face all the fears
I’ve been running from

Yeah i wake up to blessings
I’m making progressions my bitch in my ear
She know I hate all the questions
She swear that I’m cheating
Seen your bitch in my DM
I know she very annoyed ‘cause
How I treated my BM that’s my baby mama
I was all dishonest
I don’t face my fear when
They call a nigga wanted
But, I can chase the paper
What the fuck the point
Of stuntin’ when your mind and
Your soul saying "nigga, i could vomit"
I pray so much I’m ‘bout
To need some kneepads
I’ve been drinking too much liquor
Need a rehab
See, ain’t even made a meeting nigga relapse
I pop a half a Xan a night so I can relax
Yeah
A nigga may got bands, but I be like god damn
Stress got me cracking like the
Coke in a hot pan
See the footprints that he left
In the hot sand
Never let me down so I left it in God’s hand
Preach

Wake up, bake up, roll another one
Thank god I woke up to the morning sun
One day I know that my day will come
Have to face all the fears
I’ve been running from

Wake up, bake up, roll another one
Thank god I woke up to the morning sun
One day I know that my day will come
Have to face all the fears
I’ve been running from