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Sunday Lyrics - Artist : Justin Stone
I hate my grasp, I'm so stuck, I'm broke af
Flexing all, flexing all my credit card debt Nothing left, I might have to sell some drugs I'm the plug, if I love I mess it up, mess it up, yeah Young man with a frown on his face always Smoking and driving, God I believe you But your people, Christians, gotta be wilding You know I'm vibing, losing myself, I have my own skin Stress and the pills, they got me in slow mo I need to, I need to wait Think I need something to save me Don't have a hip but I have a Mercedes I can't pay it off and it's crazy I miss the times when I didn't have Nothing before I made music I was so innocent, I was so clueless Now I got groupies and drugs I'm abusing Momma getting nervous, I'ma get laced Losing my faith at a young age Shapes you if you don't see that I'm just one of a million Grew up in the church as a villain Getting shamed, looked down vividly My future looks bleak to me Gatorade, jail, and a fourth a week Whoa, not sleeping and god's sake Sunday Losing everything, I might get it back one day, yeah Running my mouth like I don't feel no pain Thank God, thank God, I'ma get it back one day Not sleeping and god's sake Sunday Losing everything, I might get it back one day, yeah Running my mouth like I don't feel no pain Thank God, thank God, I'ma get it back one day Yeah, ay |
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