sunday ft. Ibri Lyrics

I'm chillin', chillin', I'm gettin' fried cause it's Sunday

We out of liquor, it's 5 o'clock and it's Sunday

I ain't stressin', count every blessing ' it's Sunday

Cause someday it could get worse, you could be buried on a Sunday

I'm lit, and I'm high as Orion

You square just like a scion, you a lemon not riding

You a griffin' like Brian, you ain't real you just lyin

Don't pretend we see through you like glass

Them excuses trash, i stay twisted like tax

So it's just a whole nother day for me

I stay high oh so faithfully, my momma she just pray for me

This world change me crazily, but I'm alive and thankfully

I can touch a milli' before Monday on the evening

And then Tuesday yeah I'm goin' in

Wednesday I be turnin' up, Thursday we gon' eat again

Friday we might lose it all, Saturday a big reminder

That we just been through it all

And then it's back to Sunday

We've been livin' it up like all the week

Grinding ' no days off, and no sleep

I need a day off

Yeah it's Sunday

Yeah it's Sunday

Yeah it's Sunday