Sundays

Lyrics for Sundays

Yah-yah, yah-yah Yah-yah, yah-yah Woah Yah-yah, yah-yah Yah-yah, yah-yah I woke up on this Sunday With no motivation in my body, no-woah-woah Phone drier than Mojave Daddy diabetic, so he eat his pancakes with agave Mama headed to the church now And she left me at the house, she left me at the house Religious, but I'm lazy Naked like a nudist, Fruity Loops and Stanley Kubrick Peanut butter jelly, cousin bumping Makaveli Sipping Stellas with my fellas Bumping nothing but Fela Kuti Groupies say they wanna do me Truly, that feel like a blessing But finding one to love is getting harder every second Niggas would rather be single than see a wedding date Niggas will either end up in Heaven or at Kevin's gates I bench-press my problems like add another weight And act like it's alright when it's not, woah Some days we get Sundays, but most days the rain comes down And I feel like I'm bound to drown Jesus Christ, woah Truth is my religion, my beliefs, and I'm forgiven Some days we get Sundays, but most days the rain comes down And I feel like I'm bound to drown Jesus Christ, woah Truth is my religion, my beliefs are not forgiven I've been sipping red wine since a toddler Blood of Christ, sacrifice for my Father My daddy love me and hate me like Mr. Focker My sister happy that I can afford Supreme Mama called, she said, "Don't worry 'bout me baby, get your problems solved" I told her, "Ask me for whatever, whenever you want I just went double platinum" Mama say my health is more important than my album I'm not loud, I'm Ethiopian rowdy Send my parents to Maui, now they skin look like a brownie Yo-Yo see me grind, Dimitrius say he proud My niggas lift me up, whenever I'm 'bout to drown Fuck a Monday, I love my Sundays I head to Costco, and get a smoothie Mama say count your blessings So I did, and now I realize who I am and who I'm not, woah Some days we get Sundays, but most days the rain comes down And I feel like I'm bound to drown Jesus Christ, woah Truth is my religion, my beliefs, and I'm forgiven Some days we get Sundays, but most days the rain comes down And I feel like I'm bound to drown Jesus Christ, woah Truth is my religion, my beliefs are not forgiven Woah Sunday Don't let him die Don't let him die Don't let him die Don't let him die