Lyrics American Morning - TheAllAmericanKid

Born in the USA and American made
The game influenced me In multiple ways
It's just another sunny morning in America (only in America)
Wake up roll my sleeves up and go for what I want (go for what I want)
It's just another sunny morning in America (only in America)
We hustle till the sun comes up so pray for us
I don't think you understand what it's like to be broke
You think I'm smiling you think that I like to be broke
Or have the right to be broke because I'm young and black
I'm not a basketball player or a running back
Crime I'm done with that but now I'm coming back
Strapped with a full clip and them guns are black
Cause my funds are whack I need money to spend
You so happy living lovely with your money and friends
And a couple of Benz and a cup full of Henn
I bet that you never thought that all of that could come to an end
Don't get comfortable friend I stay on the crazy steak out
Watching your house I'm out back like the steak house
I know you got that grey house I know that it's a great house
I'm wondering what's it in and what I'm bout to take out
Ways out that's played out I'm a grown man
But there's a young nigga bout to carry out those plans In America
It's just another sunny morning in America (only in America)
Wake up roll my sleeves up and go for what I want (go for what I want)
It's just another sunny morning in America (only in America)
We hustle till the sun comes up so pray for us
I'm right back to where I started
Emotionless and broken hearted
Soul searching cause I lost It
But now my soul purpose is to profit
Gain control of the market
First I divide then I conquer
Then decide on some sponsors
Americas created a monster
I'm career driven and on my hustle
A mirror image of a younger Russell
And I've worked up a hunger an appetite for destruction
So you can't tell me nothing
Especially when were both running the same race
At the same pace of each other In one way or another
It's complicated the struggle Inundated with trouble
Premeditated hatred that's the devil
Fronting like he's someone special
A motherfucker wreck loose so be careful
It's just another sunny morning in America (only in America)
Wake up roll my sleeves up and go for what I want (go for what I want)
It's just another sunny morning in America (only in America)
We hustle till the sun comes up so pray for us
Sex drugs and politics
I got a laundry list of all of it all of which
Probably won't amount to shit cause all it is
Is circumstantial evidence irrelevant
So I'll settle for dead presidents and let you get
Lost like most Americans who act as if
Getting caught up in the matrix is just a myth
So it's back to the basics for the kid
My soul needs a face-lift and this is it
A place to escape because I'm too legit
The politics I play next level shit
Insane mind games I know all the tricks
My rhyme games insane the craziest
But don't be afraid I'm not dangerous
But whatever I say they gone to hate on us
So I'm done playing games I'm going to hang it up good night America
It's just another sunny morning in America (only in America)