Birds In The Morning

In my mind, I haven't changed Risk it all not to be chained by life Give brothers some space Coping with simpler things Like a cup in the rain Overfilled, keep flowing on the terrain Laidback, so don't mind where my brain's at Way back, used to puff just to relax Some say I'm headed down a dark abyss Cut the lights, I prepared all my life for this Humble, rumble on the beat pad Messing with my sleep And overnight I made a couple songs I'll delete them The grind is heavy, but don't get confused Got no dreams of cash or Chevys Thought I was ready But I couldn't state my mind with the tides against me Levelling, settle that I'm a better man Waiting for the birds in the morning In my mind, I haven't changed Risk it all not to be chained by life It's hard to be afraid There's something in the way Something in the way I see in you Look at the come up Dealing with brothers that mad they ain't on us Living among us Taking my time so I label them robbers Been around for some time Cleared my mind Old enough in this life, to see the pain inside Done with the one that will get me some rum Say 151, if you get it; well done Blessed from my last, now next on Caressed some, I left on read for perfection Scarp that suggestion Call out objection Order in question Done with my session I'm staying up here, I won't beat it Working, while you telling someone's secrets Calling it boring Ended up scoring On the floor snoring Done with the pouring I am exploring Inside my storing I really do need some sorting For my effort, I received plenty warnings Tell 'em I listen to the birds in the morning In my mind, I haven't changed Risk it all not to be chained by life It's hard to be afraid There's something in the way Something in the way I see in you