Wakin' up slow, sun hittin' my face, Got my mind on my grind, but I'm movin' at my pace, Coffee in my cup, feelin' mello

Wakin' up slow, sun hittin' my face, Got my mind on my grind, but I'm movin' at my pace, Coffee in my cup, feelin' mellow, no rush, Lazy Sunday vibes, ain't no need to fuss. Rollin' through the block, but my brakes ain't tight, Got that 21 flow, keep it chill, keep it light, Cruisin' down the street, got the wind in my hair, Life's a game of chess, I'm just playin' it rare. Got the homies with me, laughin', passin' the time, Ain't no worries in the world, just the rhythm and the rhyme, City's lookin' good, but my ride's feelin' off, Hit the gas a little harder, but the brakes just scoff. Talkin' 'bout my dreams while the sun starts to set, Livin' in the moment, ain't no room for regret, Days like this, man, they keep me on track, Lazy Sunday vibes, and I ain't lookin' back. or