Early In The Morning

How you feeling
 What's on your mind, don't just tell me that you chilling
 I feel the vibe off, tell me what is it
 It's in your eyes, you about to tell me that I'm tripping
 Maybe I'm different
 If there's a problem, I'm down to get to an ending
 Especially if it's causing any friction
 Let's be responsible and handle any business
 No need for friendships, long as the money good
 We can take this shit from Severn to Hollywood
 Even overseas
 That's why the work never stops
 My only watch is calendars and clocks
 5 AM, the sun ain't out yet
 My day starting, I ain't even get no rest
 No breakfast, maybe I'll catch a dinner plate
 Still blessed, another day on the Interstates
 Early Winter Mornings
 Why the fuck is it so cold
 Windy, 70% chance of snow
 Grind mode, I can't let the weather slow
 A nigga down. especially now
 My face covered up, I even brung out my gloves
 It is what it is, I get greeted with mugs
 Fuck looking out, I think I ran outta love
 Except outside my plugs
 Automatic starter, gotta defrost the windows
 Man I wish I could stay indoors
 With a sapiosexual chick, who just a nympho
 Maybe next winter, for now I need to get dough
 So many ideas, gotta put into action
 Niggas don't support be the same ones say I'm taxing
 So many plans, got damn a nigga hungry
 Coast is clear, now it's time to get this money
 Call the dispatcher, where my pickup at
 I hope they gotta loading dock where my pickup at
 We gonna load this shit quick so I can get on the road
 The sooner I drop it off, the quicker I'm getting home
 On a roll, about an hour left to go
 Early winter mornings you can feel it in your soul
 Time after time, I start to wonder bout life
 Overthinking, do I even want my advice
 Cause it seem like I didn't, or just never the time
 Worked on it, now I'm getting better with time
 But time flies, every day just reminds
 Everything changing right in front of my eyes
 The city keeps building, the babies getting older
 The summers way hotter, the winter feels colder
 Closed chapters over, moving on from the times
 Beyond a rhyme, you gotta hustle and survive
 At the end of the night, make it back home alive
 Strive, for excellence, and provide
 Focus on you, and your direction
 They talk about war, they talk about election
 Even heard the news talk about global warming
 Don't blow my high on this early winter morning
 Early Winter Mornings