Good Night Morning

Verse 1 (SkyBlew):
It’s like light switch on, gotta write mine
Where the sun don’t shine like the nighttime
I write rhymes as a way to escape
Fly away from the earth, get away from mistakes (goodbye)
And yeah, even though you been through things
You still don’t let ‘em take your dreams, you gotta chase for it
Like you do when you play tag (what?)
And then put it in a gray bag
In that case when your skies look gray
Unzip it and let the pain float away
And the skies up above are the cumulus
I’m counting down all the days and they numerous
You don’t know what they do to us, get in our minds
Make our thoughts fast forward, put your soul on rewind
Penetrate rains like you never felt
Flow holy water, make the devil melt

Chorus (Chelsea V.):
Good night, morning
I’ll see you when the sun comes back in the daytime
On the grind but I still gotta make time
And see the clouds so I’m waiting on the daytime, ay

Good night, morning
I’ll see you when the sun comes back in the daytime
On the grind but I still gotta make time
And see the clouds so I’m waiting on the daytime, ay

Verse 2 (SkyBlew):
Throw my backpack on, then I head to the bay
Sitting on the dock while the clock ticks away
[?] time flies when you being productive
I ain’t got the same mind frame that you stuck with
Build when it’s different, my vision is gimmick-less
Your eyes blurred to the real images
See the clouds make an image then the image adjusts
To the screwed up reality resembling us
But I lay back and let my cloud come and take me
Never am I bound to this world, I’ma break free
They don’t understand so they label me weird but
I done been through things that most of you feared
I persevere, so honestly tell me you ain’t amazed
If my life was a book you wouldn’t make it through the first page
But hey, that’s all I gotta say
Now let the day fade away
Let me hear you say

Chorus (Chelsea V.):
Good night, morning
I’ll see you when the sun comes back in the daytime
On the grind but I still gotta make time
And see the clouds so I’m waiting on the daytime, ay

Good night, morning
I’ll see you when the sun comes back in the daytime
On the grind but I still gotta make time
And see the clouds so I’m waiting on the daytime, ay

Verse 3 (Eddy B):
While they say goodnight, I be like, “it’s time to write”
I’m a diamond in the rough tryna make my future bright
Sit and think about the people who don’t know that I’m the truth
Absinthe, I be f*ckin’ n*ggas up with my proof
Eddy B’ll be the reason like I’m [?] to programs
Broham saying ‘damn, there goes hip-hop again’
I spit them real lyrics, lyrics, can you hear ‘em?
I got these crowds leaning but they ain’t sippin’ on syrup
They feel it in they spine, I’m divine with my rhyme
On my grind like [?], now they press rewind
They sleepin’ on me like I’m some fine linen
It’s cool ‘cause they sleep while I’m with fine women
My bars going over they head, make a toast and break bread
‘cause if you cross me on the mic then you dead
And if you hatin’ ‘cause I’m finally gettin’ my shine
I’ll be up but it’s courteous to tell you goodnight, peace!