SUNDAY SERVICE ft. RicoDaArtist Lyrics

Put this shit on Do Not Disturb

Don't disturb me

Don't disturb me

You know what it is

Uh

Yo

Niggas is wishin we dead

They walk around totin the lead

They think they ahead

The only thing I see enforcing is laws you smell like a fed

Me and my girl is something like bakeries

She got the cake and I'm gettin the bread

See you be dreaming about receiving all this money

I go out and get it instead

You be

Talkin ya shit but we don't understand you

That 70's Show and you're Fez

You don't think Blind Eyez is crazy just maybe

After fuckin yo baby you takin your meds

You and your bitch being pinned to the wall

She screaming out nigga just do what he says

America under the blue being ruled

By the white I keep going and I'm seein red

I see these demons they all around me

Some of these niggas be talkin bout me

They don't come through and say how they doubt me

If I disappear they'll be lost without me

All of my niggas beside me they never behind me

They go out and catchin a body

And if I'm named as an accomplice I'm laying low out in the darkness

And you'll never find me

I keep me a bottle in reach and I'm goin

110 and I bet they won't stop me

You think that your boy is your boy til he

Whispering up to the jakes and I bet that won't shock me

Tryna make heaven by running up stairs my arms in the air

Feeling like Rocky

And speakin of Rocky in Philly they catching me silly

Latinas they sayin ay Papi you know what I mean

Addicted to pussy you know I'm a fiend

Hit from the back and you hearin the screams

Oil her up she love when we screw and we nut

You'd think that I work on machines

Don't pay the cover I get in for free

Accent so thick that I went overseas but

Shawty too clingy and I had to get her up

Off my chest like I'm Christopher Reeves

Aye look Kanye I ain't really fuckin wit the vision

Type of Kool Aid is you on motherfucker

Ain't no pulp in this orange juice I don't speak fiction

Takes me back to a party up in Ironbound

Where a lil motherfucker flashed me his pistol

How many times does Sam L Jack gotta call

Y'all motherfuckers for y'all to listen

Walk up in this bitch if I want it then I'll pay for it

Fuckin wit the wrong one unless you gon make more

While I'm talkin to you little nigga better face forward

Baby girl love to ride the wood like a skateboard

If you want something better then you gotta wait for it

Always tryna go but you really better stay for it

If you wanna bet I'm the one like a race horse

The one and only little nigga need I say more

Nah

Yeah

They been prayin on my downfall

I can't understand the reason

It's only right I go Sunday Service on em

Look look

This is my moment I checked in the game

Goin for the record this shit is a hit

Hand on her ass I'm leaving a print

Don't got no opps if I did they would sprint

Was deep in your back now I'm back for your lips

This is a blessing say ahh for them kids

Told her I'm ready better hold steady

Uh huh better catch every drip

Glad it was that now I'm back for this shit

Gave me the lighter the fire is this

Shit getting higher the fire is lit

Ducking your taco you holdin your wig

And if it was that we got smoke at the crib

If it's bout paper just stamped it legit

It's only one option you know we don't quit

Shoutout my city the home of the bricks

U-haul the money I'm bringing it in

Turned me a monster I do it like Ben

Alien mode I could give em like 10

Want me to lose cause of that ima win

Ain't looking back 'less it's back for my kids

Rico he got it for sure he don't miss

Everything Midas he golden with this

Looked in the mirror he goated as shit

Niggas gon hate when you back on bully

Uh huh bitch I'm back on my grown

Witness these statements I'll do it alone

Went had a son I don't need me a clone

Feel like designer I throw this bitch on

Uh yea yea

Feel like designer I throw this bitch on

Nigga, look

We had another good day we had another good day

And if you line up enough good days

Fuck around have a good life