[Intro]: Good Morning World.
Good Morning America.
Good Morning to the birds and planes flying in the sky.
Good Morning to the sun that’s shining real bright today.
Good Morning Minneapolis. What’s new today?

[Verse One]: Looking out my window one morning, I hear something out just calling.
“BDa, Bryce, are you awake?” There’s a girl in my vision and I think it’s just fake.
She’s calling out something that’s just familiar, definitely not one the familia.
Pinch myself - I think it’s a dream, I don’t know, she ain’t who she seem.
All I see is fog, streetlights and mist, she keep calling out, I can’t forget.
Treating me like Scrooge on Christmas Eve, solo like Beaver without Cleave.
She know my life and know my pain, first, she brought me sun, then brought me rain.
Then she brought me snow and the coldest flow, then she brought me green grass, the afterpour.

[Hook]: Good morning cause I'm still here, didn't get a wake-up call from out there.
So I'm a head back to school for my lesson and only live by the blessings.
Good morning cause I’m still here, just woke up on the first of the year.
So I’m a head back to sleep for a minute, gotta rest up for the sun’s visit.

Verse Two: I just wanna sleep and think and dream, this girl still here, in the light, she beam.
I turn the other way, lay, stare at the wall, keep staring at the wall as a mean for a stall.
We standing too tall, thinking too short, thinking what we’d do as a last resort.
Thinking bout our life, what we’ve done so far, thinking bout our days before we owned a car.
Days as a young’n, days as a kid, playing in the sand, don’t know what we did.
Days as a kid, Field Middle School, meeting folks new, some weren’t cool.
Days at South, wasn’t always perfect, some of those things, wasn’t always worth it.
Life here, life now, I’m satisfied, saying that line was the biggest lie.

[Hook]: Good morning cause I'm still here, didn't get a wake-up call from out there.
So I'm a head back to school for my lesson and only live by the blessings.
Good morning cause I’m still here, just woke up on the first of the year.
So I’m a head back to sleep for a minute, gotta rest up for the sun’s visit.

Verse Three: Daylight, morning, messy ass room, stay in the tomb until it hit June.
What else to do? Chill with the bros, they talk about money and all of they clothes?
I rock Polos, bust down Jordans, new shoes myself, I can’t afford them.
Least of my worries, I worry bout the other, worried bout my family, look out for my mother.
Worry bout succeeding and trying to stay happy, worry about chopping and not getting sappy.
Worry bout something called Survival Of The Fittest, I may not be the fittest, but the one who ain’t quitted.
When the sun rise up, I know it’s alright, when the sun rise up, it’s past another night.
Looks like another night, a new dawn, morning, sun’s rising up while the boy is yawning.

[Hook]: Good morning cause I'm still here, didn't get a wake-up call from out there.
So I'm a head back to school for my lesson and only live by the blessings.
Good morning cause I’m still here, just woke up on the first of the year.
So I’m a head back to sleep for a minute, gotta rest up for the sun’s visit.

[Hook]: Good morning cause I'm still here, didn't get a wake-up call from out there.
So I'm a head back to school for my lesson and only live by the blessings.
Good morning cause I’m still here, just woke up on the first of the year.
So I’m a head back to sleep for a minute, gotta rest up for the sun’s visit.

Outro: Good Morning to my fellow bus riders.
Good Morning to this subpar bus seat I sit on.
Good Morning to being done with school or work for the day.
Good Morning home. Glad to be back.
Good Morning life. It’s great to be here.