Luyện nghe bài hát This Morning

I up this morning like
What I gotta 'bout? God got me
I woke up this like
What I gotta 'bout? God got me

Uh, cold in my eyes, breath
Had a dream I was in my '89 Lincoln, yeah
Woke up, told God I was tryna the world
He said, "Boy, whatchu need? Whatchu (I got it)"
I said, "I to choose"
He said, "Check email"
I had a beat from JuiceBangers
work for some inspiration
808s all like a player
He said, "Go ahead, it's to shine now"
I'm in your like timeout
Let the haters go and sound
They smell the Folgers when you grind out
And, Lord, please me I have envy in my heart
Knowing I'm Your son, wishing I was just a star
That was when I was mixtapes for gas in my car
How dare I look at I got and say that You ain't gave it all
Know the universe all in hands,
But I got ambition the of a planet
Plus, I'm unqualified like Michael Scott in The
But I manage, uh
Why would I
Woke up out of a casket
time we 'bout to do damage
He got it like bandage
We in like all of my
RMG at it

I woke up this like
What I gotta worry God got me
I woke up this like
What I gotta worry God got me
I woke up this like
What I worry 'bout? God got me
I up this morning like
What I gotta worry God got me

I done gave it all to Jesus, but sometime I try to it
I done came up the bottom, but I done rocked arenas
I'd the show, get off stage, and still feel like I'm worthless
Maybe I should quit the circus, maybe I forgot my
that
See, I ain't get down
But, boy, this life can kick you into the ground
But I afraid, no
Get up and try, day in, day out
Ooh

That's that
The kind cook with you if you let it
The that'll kill you off at a murder scene
Get the yellow tape, there's dream, yeah
We done came a long, way
Yeah, I a long, long way
Cup of Kool-Aid, powdered eggs, fried bologna all on a
(all on a plate)
from ramen noodles to the real ramen,
Not the with the powder (with the powder!)
Now I'm taking mama, get filet with the side of the chowder
(clam chowder!)
She it
Worked a hours, no off day
I it all
So before I die I'm tryna make week a vacay, yeah (make a vacay!)
And if I lose it all, I sell a record, know I'm okay, yeah (we good!)
God got me, yeah, God got me, boy, we okay, yeah (we okay!)
So I get it
I can't be out pretending like I ain't tryna win it (woo!)
Man, I talked a whole lot about faith, boy, now I'm tryna live it,

I woke up this morning
What I gotta worry God got me
I woke up morning like
What I worry 'bout? God got me
I woke up morning like
What I gotta worry God got me
I woke up this morning
I gotta worry 'bout? God got me

Oh
I ain't worry, no