Austin Steele - Morning Bluessss Lyrics

What's the secret to really being alive
Is it finding the one you love or learning enough before you die
Cause we all got choices and options could be so vain (Hey)
If you speak your mind to power, you could never lose your name

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Huh

My girl told me she tired of all my shit my nigga grow up (Grow up)
Cause all I do is show indecision and motherf*cking pour up (Pour up)
Drinking just to vibe to the beat of life's f*cking rhythm (Rhythm)
Geometric in how I think like I'm trapped in my own prism (Prism)
And I can't sleep, I can't speak
Just paid the bursar, like last week
Those niggas ask for a lot man and won't even extend a helping hand
To a nigga wit, no paper
Except the ones that just catch vapors
Giving out some free tapers
Any bitch nigga whose a faker
Cause I care (Care)
And that's the problem
My girl with a nigga like she hit the lotto
Heard he twenty-six and established and shit
And the nigga got the money to pay his rent
And me (me), I can't nigga
I'm still living with my mom with a plan nigga
To bust out and live my dream
Like I f*cked Nicki Minaj and she swallowed the cream
Damn (damn), that's shits crazy
I've been sleeping on love but it's made me lazy
So I need to wake up like a give a f*ck
But it's hard when haven't had the luck
And damn I feel so low
The feeling's common we've met before (Before)
My girl brought the present instead of investing in future hoe
Morning blues

Oh, why, oh, why (Oh, why)
Oh, why, oh, why (Oh, why)
Oh, why, oh, why (Oh, why)
Oh, why, oh, why (Oh)

When the sun hit my eyes, I hope not to die (Die)
Let my soul be the guide as I take this ride (Ride)
Ain't no telling life will take me on this path (Path)
Morning blues is the fuse that makes it all last (Last)
When the sun hit my eyes, I hope not to die (Die)
Let my soul be the guide as I take this ride (Ride)
Ain't no telling life will take me on this path (Path)
Morning blues is the fuse that makes it all last (Last)

This pain last, just asked god why and he said don't ask
Nigga that shits on a need to know
My nigga I think I need to know
No answer, but my side piece be a dancer
Who wanted me to go raw in her like chancer
But that's not gonna be the move tonight
I rather lean on my morals like I'm on dirty sprite
In the cut, really not giving a f*ck
While your bitch dm me asking for a suck
Acting like Kweli just to get by
She rather smoke weed all day and try to get high
Instead I'm getting high off my success
When I come off the stage there goes the stress
But that's what you get when you have passion
By any means necessary, the thought I fashion
And I'm militant like x, to the core
Another bomb might drop if this tape, hit the floor
And tell trump I'm finna drop some more
And go on tour with Karsh, just to explore
Od
Like a g-o-d
I'll blind if you stare with your e-y-e
And my intention here is to just do that
When I'm done f*cking the game you can have it back
Morning blues

Oh, why, oh, why (Oh, why)
Oh, why, oh, why (Oh, why)
Oh, why, oh, why (Oh, why)
Oh, why, oh, why (Oh)

When the sun hit my eyes, I hope not to die (Die)
Let my soul be the guide as I take this ride (Ride)
Ain't no telling life will take me on this path (Path)
Morning blues is the fuse that makes it all last (Last)
When the sun hit my eyes, I hope not to die (Die)
Let my soul be the guide as I take this ride (Ride)
Ain't no telling life will take me on this path (Path)
Morning blues is the fuse that makes it all last (Last)