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John-Patrick - Sunday Morning (feat. Illie Corleone) Lyrics



John-Patrick - Sunday Morning (feat. Illie Corleone) Lyrics
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2011 my daddy got hit by the recession
Woulda started robbing but never really had a thing for weapons
Woulda started dealing and then I thought of prison and felons
Needed some cheddar somehow I end up working at cheddars
And what you doing complaining never making it better
I pray for wisdom cause i know that satan is clever
Wanna be Martin and Gina I rather be Martin/Coretta
When shorty tried to steal my shirts Franso said dont even sweat her
I was six months late on my rent when i got kicked out and i had to get my bread up
Franso said its gone get better
Franso thats a real big brother
How we hollering out limitlesslovve if we limiting our love to the little who love us
Blessings in the morning time
My grandma said I was born to shine
This life I live is more than mine
And now Im saving lives one at a time
Blessings in the morning
You know Im really blessed
Can't complain im living good I never stress
Greedy for gain devil had me running the checks
Thank God for this rapping Lord Illie Im next
Whoo! over they head like a shower nozzle
Im heating up fire flame full throttle
Lets celebrate Im fresh home drink out the bottle
All this money on me i hit the lotto
But let me tell you bout my past life
In the streets robbin had hella fights
Crib filled with cockroaches at midnight
Somehow God delivered like a midwife
Mama praying Jehova in the name of Christ
Tell me slow down double cup I pour the ice
In the sprite this life im living know it aint right
Go to parties gunshots they always fight
Bullets everywhere wonder why I aint die tonight
Sunday morning i went to church did it change my life
Naw im hardheaded never do right
Contemplating demonic visions always think twice
The thoughts of having designer lenin it kept me sinning
Lord knows the chaos all the hell I done risen
Hollows at cerebellum leaving no witness
Sometimes I wonder like am I really christian
Momma told me relax just pray you are forgiven
Then I went to the pen vanished and went missing
Bunk beds no peace this aint living
Turned to God renewed my life as a Christian
Blessings in the morning time
My grandma said I was born to shine
This life I live is more than mine
And now Im saving lives one at a time
Blessings in the morning
Blessings Blessings
Bless me Bless me Bless me Bless me Bless me Bless me
Blessings in the morning time
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2011 my daddy got hit by the recession
Woulda started robbing but never really had a thing for weapons
Woulda started dealing and then I thought of prison and felons
Needed some cheddar somehow I end up working at cheddars
And what you doing complaining never making it better
I pray for wisdom cause i know that satan is clever
Wanna be Martin and Gina I rather be Martin/Coretta
When shorty tried to steal my shirts Franso said dont even sweat her
I was six months late on my rent when i got kicked out and i had to get my bread up
Franso said its gone get better
Franso thats a real big brother
How we hollering out limitlesslovve if we limiting our love to the little who love us
Blessings in the morning time
My grandma said I was born to shine
This life I live is more than mine
And now Im saving lives one at a time
Blessings in the morning
You know Im really blessed
Can't complain im living good I never stress
Greedy for gain devil had me running the checks
Thank God for this rapping Lord Illie Im next
Whoo! over they head like a shower nozzle
Im heating up fire flame full throttle
Lets celebrate Im fresh home drink out the bottle
All this money on me i hit the lotto
But let me tell you bout my past life
In the streets robbin had hella fights
Crib filled with cockroaches at midnight
Somehow God delivered like a midwife
Mama praying Jehova in the name of Christ
Tell me slow down double cup I pour the ice
In the sprite this life im living know it aint right
Go to parties gunshots they always fight
Bullets everywhere wonder why I aint die tonight
Sunday morning i went to church did it change my life
Naw im hardheaded never do right
Contemplating demonic visions always think twice
The thoughts of having designer lenin it kept me sinning
Lord knows the chaos all the hell I done risen
Hollows at cerebellum leaving no witness
Sometimes I wonder like am I really christian
Momma told me relax just pray you are forgiven
Then I went to the pen vanished and went missing
Bunk beds no peace this aint living
Turned to God renewed my life as a Christian
Blessings in the morning time
My grandma said I was born to shine
This life I live is more than mine
And now Im saving lives one at a time
Blessings in the morning
Blessings Blessings
Bless me Bless me Bless me Bless me Bless me Bless me
Blessings in the morning time
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Writer: Johnyyp, Deji Fadahunsi
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