Sunday Sermon Pt. 2 Lyrics

Love yourself for you never for someone else

It all depends on your view how you determine wealth

We all got vices for status symbols we pay them prices

We taking risk gamble dice up the pipe fuck if he might miss

The point I'm tryna make they want you locked up state in the joint

The pigs take my pigment personal don't fuck wit the oinks

It's a war going on outside plain to see we ain't won

People fighting for their freedom plain to see they ain't done

Been part of the plan they stripping the art of man

They want Caroltons in cardigans following them

They want Harlem again consolidate projects we in

Like the Carter every hood got a Nino within

What's your worth she got her head down can't keep up her chin

Lacking confidence said fuck it let's meet at the rim

Gobert couldn't stop I'm big as a bear on the block

Oso O's getting sold I ain't scared of a cop

I'm taring my bench uncaring preparing to shop

You daring to die play silly I'm ill with this glock

I ain't a killer but don't push me end up punching yo clock

No Sunday service we just brunch & drink mimosas with shots

This shit too easy turn the beat up bars I just box

You niggas couldn't box me in been told you birth was my top No Boundaries