Sunday Afternoon Lyrics

Swimming pools and champagne

Sunday afternoon Marvin Gaye playin

Sippin from a paper cup

Roll a couple zig zag papers up

Talk less and act more

I don't need to sit around and listen to the same stories

I don't need your industry boys to open doors for me

Just play a beat and hit record for me

I'm pulling my punches

I could be way more aggressive

But I'm way too invested in this

To do something reckless

People from my past with subliminal messages

It's hardly effective

I just laugh at the gesture

I'm doing better now

Pasta series every night

Nats got me filling out

I was in my feelings for a year but I'm grinning now

All I do is smoke and cut songs I'm winning now

I'm sitting down and thinking to myself

Honestly what more do I need

Other than a safe house overseas

Where I can be at ease

Musics turning into who can get more clicks at rapid speeds

I don't play that game i put my heart into this

It's not to fit a trend I'm tryna feed the streets

The goats been drowning in the praise it's like they're lost at sea

Went missing on us

I need a classic album

Something I can play for years just leave it on repeat

I hate the way the game is being played

I talk loose like I'm a few modelos deep

Summers over but I still bring the heat

Barbecue weather I'm cookin' anyone that steps to me

Winter in South Florida we in biscayne going water skiing

Or laying at a

Swimming pool, sunbathing

Sunday afternoon got some Frank playin'

Floating on a pink flamingo

Orange juice mixer with some Casamigos

That's just the life of a don

The life of the boss

Nobody moves 'til I make the call

Nobody knows a thing except the ones involved

That's how I like it

And when we have our sit downs I make sure they know to talk in code

I've already designed my future home and it's riddled in gold

I think bigger than most

I'd be lying if I told you that at times I didn't feel like I was in this alone

I did (I did)

But nowadays I kinda like it alone

I do (I do)

I stay hard to reach it's by design

'Cause I'm so sick of these hoes

So I never pick up the phone

But I barely look at my phone in the first place

So don't take it personal

So much on my mind I'm tryna work it out

They popping percs

I'm popping little gummies drenched in RSO

Sippin on a jack and coke

Staying out of trouble

'Cause when trouble comes the money goes

I'm here to make dollars not headlines

I'm not cut out for labels 'cause I rarely post

I'm in this for something bigger

The times are changing

I'm changing with them

But that just means I'm doing what I want and that's fulfilling

I remember feeling so behind in my early twenties

But a different mindset really makes a difference

Got New York in my blood but Florida raised me different

Black and Mild with a wood tip when the weather changes

I take A1A down to Fort Lauderdale for the scenic route

And to scope out my future place of residence

It's a joke now how hard they try to stay relevant

Fear of losing the spotlight is prevalent

I just wanna make it to the top and have some fun

Then ride off into the sunset like a gentleman

I don't settle for nothing

If I set my mind on it I'm gettin it

Rookie album but somehow I still feel like a veteran

Aaron Rodgers I'm slinging it high as fuck and then celebrating

Everyone who stuck around

Just know I'm forever grateful