Sunday
Thomas Austin
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I'll just keep holding on to your hand Grandma said I better be at church on Sunday If I ever plan to make it big one day Know I say it all the time that I'll become something She said well son Where you think it all come from I'll just keep holding on to your hand I'll just keep holding on I swear I'll never let go Grandma saying prayers That's Insurance like the Geico Had no problem serving But my problems hit the net though God give me the signal I just follow like a echo If I lose these bars like no signal Would they stuck around through the storm Or bandwagon sail on with the next boat I was on the sinking end I was on the sinning end I was on the path of destruction It wasn't no secret then I was on a path of destruction I had to seek revenge Swore that I was preaching then And even if I was pushing peace I was heat seeking then Austin let the reaper in I thought my heart was full of love but I could I feel the hate creeping in Was it jealousy I was talking too much and couldn't hear what you was telling me Too focused on getting even with people not ahead of me Too distracted to see you trying to better me Grandma said I better be at church on Sunday If I ever plan to make it big one day Know I say it all the time that I'll become something She said well son Where you think it all come from I'll just keep holding on to your hand I'll just keep holding on I swear I think about it daily These demons been trying to phase me More money, more fame Trying anything to persuade me Starting to love too much the feeling of when they praise me If they never take the time to acknowledge the one who made me It's not these rappers Or two faced entertainers that try putting me in a box cause they sealed up like containers Have you thinking you can get away with it all when you famous Have you down on your knees at the alter like you shameless And you can't escape your past Not at all Gotta claim it Frame your losses like a jersey on the wall and it's hanging Misery love company You wasn't involved But now you hanging It's music to their ears And now you all in there singing It's no one else to take blame And only God can clear my name Grandma said I better be at church on Sunday If I ever plan to make it big one day Know I say it all the time that I'll become something She said well son Where you think it all come from I'll just keep holding on to your hand I'll just keep holding on Can I tell you Tell you Tell you Oh can the church say amen one time Can the church say amen one time
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Written by: Jessica Hilda Mauboy, Trevor David Brown, Warren Felder, William Zaire Simmons
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