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ben beal - good morning lyrics

[intro]
huh, good morning sunshine!

[chorus]
i’ve got five dollars left, something beating in my chest
never looking like the rest –
good morning
i went to school, they didn’t like my att-tude
so they kicked ben out –
good morning
please be stressed out, please be stressed out
i went to school, they didn’t like my att-tude
so they kicked ben out –
good morning

[verse 1]
i’m coming from a place that i don’t even wanna mention
i work the unneeded attention no honorable mention
prolific spitting my insanity, not abusing profanity
my family’s standing over there panicking, what’s up?
i’m feeling good, livin’ the life that i think i should
calling me a revenant, they’re judging, yet it ain’t always good
but come in your local hood, got the roof down yet the suns out
their guns drawn, they’re steaming like a chimney (good morning sunshine!)
avoiding outdoors in the city when it’s windy
choosing where they born in the usa let their kids free
i’m a f-cking rebel, you go to school while i get sleep
take over an industry, looking like a villain, be-
-military infantry, climbing down your chimney
to get the sugar you refused to lend to me
i’m a good maid but your friendly rapper stereotype
crashing mountain bikes into horizon when the time’s right

[verse 2]
i’m coming from a place where i’m constantly gettin’ attention
producing for famous artists who teach you valuable lessons
i’m reckless, sleeping on the job, how did i get along
party in manhattan, wake up on my cousin’s lawn
the teacher told me i’d never be anything
now, these f-cking people tell me my music’s their medicine
whatever
bringing jazz to the world is my endeavour
i’m never as clever as when i’m up inside the booth (good morning sunshine!)
so i looked at my options and i knew i had to choose
i have metal in my head and the screws are coming loose
f-ck a day job, f-ck a conversation
i’m just tryna reach into my wallet, have a couple thousand waiting
i’m volatile and versatile, about to make it in many ways
shape or form, informing corporations claiming couple stakes
i’m paving way too many lanes
i don’t know how to start it, but it started to feel fake

- ben beal lyrics

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