A Good Day

Just waking up in the morning gotta thank God
I don't know but today seems kinda odd
I'm appalled
I left the house and paps called
"Wassup with yall, Its Christmas Eve after all"

Hit the street to see my long time buddy Gaul
Animals in the village like its carnival
The grass is green
The sky is blue
The birds are chirping
The air feels new

Thank God for waking to me to use my skill of rap
Cause if it wasn't for my rap I wouldn't be on track
I'm drifting off to nap
The bus is cruising at an 80 in the city

While I'm litty at the back
Got my baby where I'm at
She my lady she don't lack
She could play the ukulele or the ratatatatat

Plus the people seem more friendly than they did in yesterday
The vibe is pure, its like the cure had rained the night into the day
I am on the way

I am under pressure, with stress I work away
Son of a Baptist
Piling my cash its thick of molasses
Sharper than glass is
Double the profit
Chopping the losses
Summon the posse
Making music
In the cloud were grooving
Move when I move
And do what im doing
Suddenly spewing
Said I'm the best
See that Im proving
I am improving

Thank you for the rising sun
Thank you for my life my god
Thank you for your only son
Thank you for your
Thank you for your

Thank you for the rising sun
Thank you for my life my god
Thank you for your only son
Thank you for your
Thank you for your
Thank you for your
For your thank you