Des Letemps - The Ritual lyrics

[Verse 1] Waking up early to the sun in my face like a flashlight Same clothes last night Time to wake and bake I'm something like Bobby Flay When it comes to Mary Jane Love her like Rick James Time to roll a plane Though I said it'd be last flight Higher than the afterlife When God says you was actin right It's time to start the day Tip toe'ing over people in the way Gotta get to work on time and I think I'm already late And this dead end job doesn't even really pay Big fish, small pond, I'm a shark in a lake And when I see bait I'mma wait til the fisherman is close Take his boat and escape It'sime to get away I'm just hopin that this hustle pays off Cause this downtown loft Is starting to feel small When compared to what I want A crib by the beach And a really fast car in the garage It's time to get a raise [Hook] Good morning It's time for the ritual Wake up to a jay and big bowl of cereal Good night I say a prayer for my last chick Hop up in the bed with a bad chick baby Good morning You can stay if you need to But don't be offended if I leave you baby Good night There is money to be made If you ain't getting it You in the way [Verse 2] Blue collar days Pop collars in the evening Bottles of the Riesling Time to start the night And I'mma live it like my last Cuz life's a b**h Keep her leash the length of an eyelash I'm walking her quite fast Like at the speed of life Too fast for the dash It's time to run the lights Living like the minutes are a decade on my wrist watch Johnnie Walker strolling now and I don't even drink scotch Something in my red cup Spiked like the hair of A guido with an ego juiced up like it's their club Yeah, I understand 'em See me in Miami fist pumping with my hands up Random, jeans ain't baggy but I'm hammered Why would I care if a if a hater can't stand us Peace to the cameras Stumble to my car But car keys vanished Driver speaking Spanglish, damn it It's time to end the night [Hook] Good morning It's time for the ritual Wake up to a jay and big bowl of cereal Good night I say a prayer for my last chick Hop up in the bed with a bad chick baby Good morning You can stay if you need to But don't be offended if I leave you baby Good night There is money to be made If you ain't getting it You in the way [Verse 3] Waking up early to the sun in my face like a flashlight Same clothes last night Time to wake and bake Wait, that's the same thing that I did yesterday I'm thinking I need change Time to find a way So maybe I shouldn't light it Maybe I should take a break Maybe I should get to work on time And work it like a slave Maybe I should stay away from a chick in lingerie Maybe I should get to know her maybe take her on a date Wait, now she wants a ring And even my last name And 2 or 3 kids and a white little gate Raise a boy with some manners But if I have a daughter I'mma raise her like Hanna Yes, I am Eric Bana Single parent No time to get engaged I'm thinking of getting paid For the reason I was made So I wake up everyday Thinking of a better way To get you people to listen to the things I gotta say It's time to get made [Hook] Good morning It's time for the ritual Wake up to a jay and big bowl of cereal Good night I say a prayer for my last chick Hop up in the bed with a bad chick baby Good morning You can stay if you need to But don't be offended if I leave you baby Good night There is money to be made If you ain't getting it You in the way