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enough people you can have a career That's a beaten road, it's tired, it lacks imagination We got mass on sunday, but no mass communication My dream..
pumpin' (trap niggas) Workin' Monday to Sunday (workin') Workin' Monday to Sunday (workin' workin') Better not play with my money (better not play with
Waking up on a Sunday morning Papers didn't come cold breakfast on my plate Thinking back only yesterday she loved me Never mind she took
Is it the pain of the drinking or the Sunday sinking feeling? Oh The car never seems to work When it's late, your girlfriend's on a date
gonna win this time Manchild? Is it the pain of the drinking Or the Sunday sinking feeling The car never seems to work When it's late your
beatin' up the Ike like I was Tina Turner We was loadin' up the Glock and fillin' up the hearses Now I'm preachin' like it's Sunday, tryna teach
oh yeah that's you told I heard that God never works on Sundays, so I'm making peace with my demons No God won't lift a finger some days, so lay down
and having a seizure Overseas vacation, Prime Co. communication And radio stations, got us in regular rotation 'Cause the guns unloaded, lot of heads got
Hey girl, would you 'wanna die with the Sunday morning coming down Touching the suns and the face of your angel So close to eternity, like a brush
Sunday Baby, saying cute shit, tangled up in the sheets, lazy, watching movies Boy, if you knew you wasn't ready, could've told me not to get my hopes up
We chilling at my house We feeling so jaded Rolling up to Drake and Feeling so amazing Roll up in the hideout We feeling the greatest On Sunday we
his life To make sure that I would have one As I learned in Sunday School, is God took care Of who's ready to disrespect, my mother and father would
You know who it is without A doubt or hesitation (yeah) If money talks I got my master's in communications (Haha) But you can't hold a conversation
mind and we disappear Communication bout your physical atmosphere You the plug got me lit no drugs That's a buzz You the plug that can gimme that That's
So cut me loose Prevaricatin' Sunday Is how I get to Monday Don't count on me to stick around Ran out of money, run out of town Communication
I'm 28 don't stay far from location Graduated and I value education Go to church Sunday's love the congregation Honestly this my first time speed dating
slap ya fire like it's Palm Sunday I fashion the first tool, from the elements The earth use, and built it to a complex Network, of communications
baby Don't you slip my love Wanna show you how to Do it right my love Wanna flow with you Till Sunday night Let me take your heart On a trip ah ha Hold
As a flower, she bloomed once, her wrists were opened. I remember her scent, intoxicating. my communication with her was clearly enhance. but hers
listen hard enough Money talk just like a slave All I want to hear is money You don’t speak it I don’t know it If you want communication then you better
there on your birthday And all the holidays It's not an obligation It's what I wish to do Lay in bed all day sunday So in love with you It's true I test
madness, I'm go savage by next Sunday On the run Dried blood covers my face, on the run, former ruler disgraced On the run I dreamed this day, it would
act like I'm scared of commuting but without communication it doesn't exist No blame on you I did what I did Had different bitches all in my crib
on Sunday Look alive young man You still in your old ways Need to get your weight up New paths can raise the gauge Tap my watch in the dark I move like
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