Sunday Service ft. Shay Rosa Lyrics

My mom should've named me Tom the Goat's Coming, but decided to name me Rob like I stole something

A wise man on drugs once said, if you know anything in life, know you know nothing

I'm broke baby when they ask to hold something

Won't be my equal till they clone something

45 with the chrome thumping

Feel like Jordan with the flu in the zone dumping

Which means you'll get hit with a .38 off the glass

Seven times being assisted by five guys

Worst part is I barely try guys

Korean barbecue, soju and mai thais

I like shorty on both sides

Shohei Otani are my types of mamis

Delusions of grandeur

The first time they found me

Haldol and hell dawg

Got me to the point where I can't even spell dog

Felt Spawn's

Pain and betrayal

Brain should be in Yale

But the eye's in a sunken place

And the soul is in the well

Family's indifferent

So I say oh

Sky dwell with the rollie

I guess time will only tell