Sundays Lyrics

It's TwoSS man yeah

It's Two motherfuckin SS man

Yeah

I close my eyes to pray but got the K sitting stand by

I read the Bible but street code is what I stand by

I keep a pistol on my lap in case ya man's try

They never lived my life so they don't understand why

Go to church Sundays now that's a damn lie

God know my heart and know exactly why I cannot

Simple economics tell you the demand high

Gotta feed em while the pan hot yah

My lemonade is lyrical

I'm biblical I'm spiritual

Ain't talkin wrestling when I mention walls of Jericho

I know about some miracles

Like how he left his burial

I got the fear of God in me

You think I'm fearing you

Moving greenery

I'm keeping the machine with me

Don't have to agree with me

I never gotta a team with me

Pull up and you seeing me the beam with me

Pull a trigger easily

I'm changing all the scenery

Feeding all the fiends in need

In a lions den with David in that concrete jungle

Got the opps on my scent they say it's time he stumble

OGs be watching pockets talkin bout be humble

That's why my head on a swivel for that time he fumble

I close my eyes to pray but got the K sitting stand by

I read the Bible but street code is what I stand by

I keep a pistol on my lap in case ya man's try

They never lived my life so they don't understand why

Go to church Sundays now that's a damn lie

God know my heart and know exactly why I cannot

Simple economics tell you the demand high

Gotta feed em while the pan hot yah

Dropped the album of the year and i still ain't collect

I know it's money sitting there but I'm still getting checks

Hella drip up in my closet

You still waiting on deposits

It's like ya first week on the job yo money still ain't direct

Oh you ain't feelin this yet

You nervous gripping the tec

I'm never nervous at the red light I'm sending a text

I got the zip in the bag

Lookin for this new address

I got the blick on the dash

Fuckin with my GPS

Tryna get my VVS

I'm Tryna buy my baguettes

I'm tryna flood my mouth with ice

I'm talkin diamonds in sets

I'm talking life on the west

Nah I ain't riding with vests

I got my gun on the right

I got the cross on my neck

I close my eyes to pray but got the K sitting stand by

I read the Bible but street code is what I stand by

I keep a pistol on my lap in case ya man's try

They never lived my life so they don't understand why

Go to church Sundays now that's a damn lie

God know my heart and know exactly why I cannot

Simple economics tell you the demand high

Gotta feed em while the pan hot yah