Sunday to Sunday
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Sunday to Sunday lyrics

GenreHip Hop Rap
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Me and myself, I'ma get what I'm s'posed to Ballin', but I gotta balance with both shoes They sit in office, it's hard to say no to So many numbers, it look like Sudoku Yellow hairs on the weed lookin' like Goku I don't smoke weed, it's for people I'm close to Spreadin' bands, playin' my music on Roku Why would I care what you think? I don't know you If you need game, it's okay, let me coach you A million is cool but it's easy to blow through Felt like the one 'fore I stood on my own two Didn't take breaks but I love that I broke through This is the part where I tell 'em, I told you I learned on YouTube, I guess I was homeschooled I'm just a vessel the universe flows through I don't give a fuck about eatin' at Nobu Stayin' on top of my craft, and still takin' care of myself and my people Keepin' my head on a swivel, the game it look scary, feel like it's Resident Evil I used to stay on the road, was livin' off Tanqueray, pussy and Subway Music is still my religion, I'm in the studio Sunday to Sunday

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