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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Little Brother
Little Brother
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
A. Ingram
A. Ingram
Songwriter
George David Weiss
George David Weiss
Songwriter
Hugo Peretti
Hugo Peretti
Songwriter
J. Mitchell
J. Mitchell
Songwriter
Luigi Creatore
Luigi Creatore
Songwriter
T. Jones
T. Jones
Songwriter
M. Willis
M. Willis
Songwriter
Patrick Douthit
Patrick Douthit
Songwriter
P. Coleman
P. Coleman
Songwriter

Texty

[Verse 1]
Open my eyes to a new day, spread my wings
Takin' shots of the Crown 'cause I'm goin' through things
Everybody got they hands out, lookin' for green
Coattails gettin' heavy 'cause I'm livin' my dream
Tryna school these young ****, it ain't all what it seems
I still struggle just like you, and I still hustle just like you
But it just so happen that Big Pooh doin' what he love to do
Get back to my work 'cause I was pennin' on this piece last night
That'll drive these **** berserk
Tiggalo hit me up, "Pooh, it's time to murk
Throw on a pair of sweats, A1's, a white shirt"
[Verse 2]
Headed back to the shop, back to spot
Where the hits keep comin', stack 'em up like bricks
You can call me the mason of shit
Foundation has been rock solid, no replacin', you dig?
No replacin', my nig, on everything that I live
We gon' let that bitch ride till our trains collide
Or we fall off track and ain't no bringin' me back
And everything that go for you, the same applies for pack
[Verse 3]
'Cause even though the birds ain't singin' and the sun ain't shinin'
It looks like a beautiful morning
[Verse 4]
Each day is another chance to do the things I could've
Done the day before, but didn't and know I should've
So I say a prayer for gone for gooders who left this world
Then kiss my girl, "Good morning, sugar"
Another sunrise, and as much as I would love
To roll over on you, I cannot do it because
The good Lord, I pray to him, and he said
**** is listenin' now, so I better have something to say to 'em
So I'ma tell 'em how I went down, man
Doin' shows for free, goin' outta town, man
The way I almost broke down and got a nine to five
'Cause I had more press than SoundScan's
[Verse 5]
This is the price that I pay for this music
And every word that I write is a testament to it
And if I had to go back, I wouldn't change a thing
Wouldn't re-cut it, re-edit, or change a frame
'Cause it would not be fair to turn my back on the struggle
When that exact same hustle got me here
Told **** from the get up, "We three the hard way"
And Broadway's the only place you'll ever throw a set up
Speechless is what you'd be if we ever met up
I survived far too much now to ever let up, motherfucker
[Verse 6]
'Cause even though the birds ain't singin' and the sun ain't shinin'
It looks like a beautiful morning
[Verse 7]
I went from **** tellin' me I really shouldn't rhyme
To droppin' the
Written by: A. Ingram, George David Weiss, Hugo Peretti, J. Mitchell, Luigi Creatore, M. Willis, P. Coleman, Patrick Douthit, T. Jones
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