HANDS ON $uNDAY Lyrics

Yesterday we had our final words, comfortable

With that smoke around

Can't stay that fool I was

Rebuild these walls oh pray for mercy

At Sunday, Sunday church

Hands up higher!!

I thought about excuses I can use

Before I had to split the night in two

Even though my heart is made of Gold

Nothin is ever enough for what she owes

I pray someday that God will give me more

More wisdom when that drink is in my hand

And Now I go and give that bitch a second chance

Might be my only fan

Safe sex & rubber bands

Come fuck up all my plans

Now I'll just be that man

Saturate my love up all on the couch

Paint that pretty picture when I come around

And all the game she plays sometimes

I just can't escape all the love and all the shame

I had to think about the let go's

In my mind I got a long road down, down

Mind be calling for the hoe, hoe

Skin & bones though we never break

One on one for the games we playing,

Goin hard then we going home

Mind be thinking for the

Mind be calling for the hoe

Had a blind eye for the world that was plastic

And the downside for the ones that I've trusted

I picked a poison where I found myself in that position

Where I'll be trying to find somebody real for my addictions

Crazy obsession

I know those nights I'm never missing

Lost in the sky I hear her screaming

I guess my loneliness made her deal

Cause sunday morning comes

Hands brushing off everything she said & did

Nobodys been so perfect anyway

Who said there's love in a perfect place

Yesterday we had our final words

And all the game she plays sometimes

I just can't escape all the love and all the shame

I had to think about the let go's

In my mind I got a long road down, down

Mind be calling for the hoe, hoe

Skin & bones though we never break

One on one for the games we playing,

Goin hard then we going home

Mind be thinking for the

Mind be calling for the hoe

Yesterday we had our final words, comfortable

With that smoke around

Can't stay that fool I was

Rebuild these walls oh pray for mercy

At Sunday, Sunday church

Hands up higher!!

I'l be tripping off the edge

Relieving all my stress

And if we end the episode

Im going to the next, next next

Put on the bulletproof vest

When you around the city

Might be shooters running with me

So I'm keeping every bad bitch

Coming on a daily