Sunday Dinner Lyrics

Moving this shit in a whole new direction

Tryna perfect it

Taking the cake and ain't een a question

I stay out the way won't catch me in a section

Nah nah

Rather be home laid up with sum pretty

Misunderstood I don't care if they get me

Ima be rapping like this till I'm 50

Move by myself ion need no one with me

I don't need coaching this shit is just in me

Waistband the Glock and pull out the semi

Like gta

I don't do pda

I was too humble time for my demon phase

Places I'm going can't get there the easy way

Offered they hand with a catch I don't need thing

Like me or not ima keep living either way

Yeah yeah

You don't see goats hanging out with the chicken

"Why does that matter"

Shut up and listen

If this shit beef then let's move to the kitchen

I'll cook a nigga like he Sunday dinner

I am that last stack of wood in the winter

Leaving em freezing until they get better

Shit

Why they so mad that I'm walking my path

Stopped the excuses and got off my ass

Stopped chasing these bitches and got to the bag

Making these hits with no hook or a jab

I'm back to give em the real cus I know what they lack

Mmm

Truth is I'm angry

They tried play me

Now I'm they favorite but won't even rank me

Turned to a savage nobody can save me

Nah nah nah nah

It ain't no point so stay out my way then

Moving your head with the groove of the cadence

They can't relate to me cus they all they basic

Wasn't a diss ion care how they take it

Doing em foul then that shit gone be flagrant

(Number 2)

In other words you bouta know when it's for you

You ain't been tested so how is you loyal

Can't be my bitch you ain't treating me royal

If she on my arm then you know that she spoiled

(Get what you want girl)

Just make it hard for next nigga

You know my check bigger

Step in my presence you best come correct Nigga

Fuck your direction you get what you get nigga

Run up on me and I swear you'll get stretched nigga

Best you not mess with em