Текст песни Early Winter Mornings - Burna

How you feeling
What's on your mind, don't just tell me that you chilling
I feel the vibe off, tell me what is it
It's in your eyes, you about to tell me that I'm tripping
Maybe I'm different
If there's a problem, I'm down to get to an ending
Especially if it's causing any friction
Let's be responsible and handle any business
No need for friendships, long as the money good
We can take this shit from Severn to Hollywood
Even overseas
That's why the work never stops
My only watch is calendars and clocks
5 AM, the sun ain't out yet
My day starting, I ain't even get no rest
No breakfast, maybe I'll catch a dinner plate
Still blessed, another day on the Interstates

Early Winter Mornings

Why the fuck is it so cold
Windy, 70% chance of snow
Grind mode, I can't let the weather slow
A nigga down. especially now
My face covered up, I even brung out my gloves
It is what it is, I get greeted with mugs
Fuck looking out, I think I ran outta love
Except outside my plugs
Automatic starter, gotta defrost the windows
Man I wish I could stay indoors
With a sapiosexual chick, who just a nympho
Maybe next winter, for now I need to get dough
So many ideas, gotta put into action
Niggas don't support be the same ones say I'm taxing
So many plans, got damn a nigga hungry
Coast is clear, now it's time to get this money
Call the dispatcher, where my pickup at
I hope they gotta loading dock where my pickup at
We gonna load this shit quick so I can get on the road
The sooner I drop it off, the quicker I'm getting home
On a roll, about an hour left to go
Early winter mornings you can feel it in your soul

Time after time, I start to wonder bout life
Overthinking, do I even want my advice
Cause it seem like I didn't, or just never the time
Worked on it, now I'm getting better with time
But time flies, every day just reminds
Everything changing right in front of my eyes
The city keeps building, the babies getting older
The summers way hotter, the winter feels colder
Closed chapters over, moving on from the times
Beyond a rhyme, you gotta hustle and survive
At the end of the night, make it back home alive
Strive, for excellence, and provide
Focus on you, and your direction
They talk about war, they talk about election
Even heard the news talk about global warming
Don't blow my high on this early winter morning

Early Winter Mornings