You know
I'm getting tired of
Feelings so low
Hard to keep my head straight
Eyes glued to the floor, i
Stopped speaking negative
Into the universe
With a wish
Hope to keep it all
Without losing focus
Right hand Moses
Splitting all these niggas up
Cleaning up
My act when
Mama told me
Do the dishes bruh
Reaping what you sew
So on and
So forth
Post mortem
I done died
And came back
Face Ghost
Close to the
Bottom bro
Higher than Geronimo
Rollin' by my lonely
Tell my homies
That I gotta go
Scene fading
To the back
Faded while I'm
In the back
Failure not an option
To the kid
Nah, never that
How many niggas
Really rockin' with
Your boy now
Gone and get
The guala, holla
At a lil mama now
Pour another bottle
Solemn
Trying to find the solace
How
How many niggas?
Face the front-page
Facts, and
Read it like a caption
Life is cinematic
So its time for recasting
Need an open casket
Just to show
Them one time
Even in the end
They can't be like me
Say yup
Like a white tee
Old hoes who spite me
One more time
Get the congregation hyphy
Had to tell them all
It all starts from within
All I had was brothers
All I had was brothers
I don't need no
Rob the Hippie - Good Morning Lyrics
Rob the Hippie - Good Morning Lyrics
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You know
I'm getting tired of
Feelings so low
Hard to keep my head straight
Eyes glued to the floor, i
Stopped speaking negative
Into the universe
With a wish
Hope to keep it all
Without losing focus
Right hand Moses
Splitting all these niggas up
Cleaning up
My act when
Mama told me
Do the dishes bruh
Reaping what you sew
So on and
So forth
Post mortem
I done died
And came back
Face Ghost
Close to the
Bottom bro
Higher than Geronimo
Rollin' by my lonely
Tell my homies
That I gotta go
Scene fading
To the back
Faded while I'm
In the back
Failure not an option
To the kid
Nah, never that
How many niggas
Really rockin' with
Your boy now
Gone and get
The guala, holla
At a lil mama now
Pour another bottle
Solemn
Trying to find the solace
How
How many niggas?
Face the front-page
Facts, and
Read it like a caption
Life is cinematic
So its time for recasting
Need an open casket
Just to show
Them one time
Even in the end
They can't be like me
Say yup
Like a white tee
Old hoes who spite me
One more time
Get the congregation hyphy
Had to tell them all
It all starts from within
All I had was brothers
All I had was brothers
I don't need no
I'm getting tired of
Feelings so low
Hard to keep my head straight
Eyes glued to the floor, i
Stopped speaking negative
Into the universe
With a wish
Hope to keep it all
Without losing focus
Right hand Moses
Splitting all these niggas up
Cleaning up
My act when
Mama told me
Do the dishes bruh
Reaping what you sew
So on and
So forth
Post mortem
I done died
And came back
Face Ghost
Close to the
Bottom bro
Higher than Geronimo
Rollin' by my lonely
Tell my homies
That I gotta go
Scene fading
To the back
Faded while I'm
In the back
Failure not an option
To the kid
Nah, never that
How many niggas
Really rockin' with
Your boy now
Gone and get
The guala, holla
At a lil mama now
Pour another bottle
Solemn
Trying to find the solace
How
How many niggas?
Face the front-page
Facts, and
Read it like a caption
Life is cinematic
So its time for recasting
Need an open casket
Just to show
Them one time
Even in the end
They can't be like me
Say yup
Like a white tee
Old hoes who spite me
One more time
Get the congregation hyphy
Had to tell them all
It all starts from within
All I had was brothers
All I had was brothers
I don't need no
Writer: Robert Johnson
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