1st Born - For The Realist (Good Morning) lyrics

Rise and Grind.. Thru the lies that are twined.. Use ya mind humankind... Stay up or stay behind.. Do what you got to do to survive Another day, I thank god I'm alive.. Skit Ahh'ha Ahh'ha.. Darks Days Good morning... Get ya corn in While your yornin I feel sworn in An artist quick to Paint a picture bet ya drawn in Yeah I Rise with the sun rise In between some thighs Or trying to get the funds high I Break day.. break bread No break.. The Breaks dead I won't crash, flying past I'm not a**ed, my lanes fast Same task, lame cash Tames raps, claims maps Same trap, the game lapsed U lames claps I do it for the realist... (for the realist, the realist) Hope your trying hear this Can Love don't have to fear this Though I flow my lyrics fearless... Till d**h not talking earless I'm left cause I'm so tearless Poluted spitting illness ... (spitting illness, illness) Progression has no stillness Want bricks like we're some builders Moving magic like matilas... Yeah we did what fed and filled us Strong cause it dint k** us So I do this for the realist... (for the realist, the realist) I don't want you to cheer this A lesson don't conceal this Sessions filled with realness... (filled with realness, with realness) What u hide I reveal this Make a dj wana wheel this But this pain, can't heal this... Thats why I make you feel this You should mix cook n pill this The old bill... Wana Lock, stress an k** this I need mills... On my grind until this I do it for the realist... Who very rarely surface Course it happens for a purpose I'd it for a new wip... Boss, Entrepreneurship Tryna cop a cruise ship They do it for that deal s**t... (for the deal, for the deal) Cause they use to deal s**t But feds make em squeal quick (make em squeal) I just do it cause I love it... Can't put too much a above it Ride a sentence, go on judge it One of Darks days I had to part ways Now my part pays Course The art stays That's all heart my says Streets taught me smart ways Beat torn apart plays I was Checking what it weighs I was trekking for a wage Now I'm driving full of rage F**k Arriving at a cage For surviving day to day I was striving for that stage No its not the way to weigh I just wana be paid today The labs where I lay obey I do it for the realist... (for the realist, the realist) I hope your trying hear this Can Love don't have to fear this Though I flow my lyrics fearless... (lyrics fearless, fearless) Till d**h not talking earless I'm left cause I'm so tearless x2 So I do It for the realist.. So I do It for the realist.. Skit Good Morning