In the Mornin

When I wake up in the morning, all I think about is work Hop out the bed and put my boots on, right before I hit the turf Tell my baby that I'm bout to go, when I get back I'm bringing dollars home Say tell my baby that I'm bout to go, when I get back I'm bringing dollars home Sky's the limit, well at least that's what they say I say I'll break through all ceilings, then proceed to reach away And if you doubt then keep away, I need a thousand miles between us I need peace, like a sinner need Jesus 5'8 but I'm a giant, give me space, I need arenas On the road to success, know it's a race, so try and keep up Stay blessed, I'll do the same Me against the world, cradle to the grave But my mama said, Donzie think positive Open up your lane and aim high Focus on the game and change lives Try and reign good things on the world and change vibes Work alone cause friends can turn the foe and change times Same hands that shake hands with you, will leave your brain fried It's a bad picture, sad picture Better keep your strap with you, don't trust a soul If you got your cash with your hoes then get your ass nigga And that's your ass nigga So when I wake up in the morning All I think about is work Hop out the bed and put my boots on Right before I hit the turn Tell my baby that I'm bout to go When I get back I'm bringing dollars home Say tell my baby that I'm bout to go When I get back I'm bringing dollars home I do this for my babies and my baby mamas too And all my homies who been down for Donzie Moving like they troops, they stand on business by me Always been an honest dude That's why they say that I'm the truth They don't move less, I'm a move I'm presidential like Obama Type to make Osama moves I'm a fool for getting mine So give me mine or get the tools Choose wisely, hate or hard work Make you highly favored So I got that hate because my life is sweet It's nicely flavored I'm at my table eating, wanna play Go get the waiter I don't wait for nothing I'ma get my weight up now, never later Never know when it's your time to go Better get your cake up, wake up Time ain't moving slow for no one Better shape up two hands, one brain The only thing we need to save us Niggas still out here looking for a savior While the devil's reeling, chase us Kill us everyday cause we want freedom and some paper I'm up early making noise, f*ck the neighbors When I wake up in the morning All I think about is work Hop out the bed and f*ck my boots on Right before I hit the turf Tell my baby that I'm bout to go When I get back I'm bringing dollars home Say tell my baby that I'm bout to go When I get back I'm bringing dollars home Cause when I wake up in the morning All I think about is work