Sunday Morning (feat. Kirk Franklin)

I been messed up Stressed out with no luck But every time I wake up I get a chance to wake up Thank God I got a chance to wake up Wake up Another day to get my cake up Cake up Cuz everytime I wake up I get a chance to wake up Wake up Wake up Wake up lil slick Get up outta bed You was like a couple steps away From being outta here Thank you for my granny prayers Thank you for my potna ‘n ‘dem I thought I was finished here Jesus told me start again I would party sundown til days end Making money that I can't spend I had a failing marriage And some fake friends I had to doubt my doubts And let faith in Was broken God done brought me out like I was Moses I’m chosen Woke up Sunday morning feeling focused Funny acting Swipe left Yea that’s on mommas Always cappin Swipe left Yea no more drama Mm mm mm mm mm mm Boy you know you blessed Last night was a mess God just hit refresh I been messed up Stressed out with no luck But every time I wake up I get a chance to wake up Thank God I got a chance to wake up Wake up Another day to get my cake up Cake up Cuz everytime I wake up I get a chance to wake up Wake up Wake up Woke up in the new diablo Father stretch me like I’m Pablo Sunday Service on the front stoop With a cup of tea in the condo Tony Evans kickin convo Walking me through my storm And I ain’t grow up hearing gospel But I got it playing this morn I done been through this a time or two I keep going back But now I’m finally through I’m like if I was God I’d be tired of you But He be open arms Like He desire you I’m like wow Smokin’ sippin’ slippin’ Thought I lost my grip and wow Pulled me back and told me I'm forgiven I woke up sunday morning Weight up on my chest Had to remind myself that everyday I’m blessed Cuz everytime I wake up I get a chance to wake up Thank God I got a chance to wake up Wake up Another day to get my cake up Cake up Cuz everytime I wake up I get a chance to wake up Wake up Wake up Wow Yea Yea Yea Seasons change the colors so quickly It's hard to keep up with the leaves Cuz everybody leaves On my birthday Kobe Gigi and seven souls remind me That the tree of life is so uncertain And tomorrow has unpredictabilities as colorful as the smiles that took off that day May that sunday morning resonate past trophies and trinkets and the ongoing pursuit of more To sober us but the humbling truth My life And your life Is just a vapor And if what you see is all you see Then you do not see All there is to be seen Quickly We leave