Lyrics:
I just wanna thank God
For all the pretty women he let into my life
All the Benjamins you let me count
Wealth and health
For my family
And lettin' me
I just wanna thank God (God)
For all the pretty women he let into my life (ooh)
All the Benjamins you let me count (oh-ooh)
Wealth and health
know I've done all I can, wow
See I begged, stole and I borrowed, yeah
Ooh, that's why I'm easy, baby
Well, I'm easy like Sunday morning, yeah
failed them for generations letting the streets co-author they life stories when life faltered, my father raised me though my siblings hate me for it, they
Uno dos siesta
Money on the dresser
Every Sunday morning we had church and had to dress up
Uno dos siesta
Nowadays I'm messed up
I'm a break the law
by the river shore
Give a little lovin'
On a Sunday afternoon
Give a little lovin'
On a Sunday afternoon
Give a little lovin' lovin'
On a Sunday
awake and half in dreams
On a Sunday
Sunday night
Walkin all alone in the streets
On a Sunday
Sunday night
But then an angel passed me by
A little angel
high
Gettin by
Livin' life
Like if you won't ever
Die Da da
It's only today
Tomorrows too late
We all on our way
To the star dust
From dust we all came
ain't lost my sight
I been on the same things since '02
And that's real talk
That's plumbline
That's UNT
My soul's rocked
And my life changed
I'm
it by Monday[01:18.74]Don't cry at all anyway[01:21.55]Ain't no more crying on Sunday[01:24.59]You'll be over it by Monday[01:28.54]On the bus home, I
When my Black Soul Sing, Black Soul Sing
In this life that we live you gone go through things
Might hear struggle, hear a little pain
Or feel
Easter Sunday got me thinking
Easter Sunday got me thinking
When did I start seeing church as a waste of time
I've been so busy but girls I stay up
Oh yeah yeah
Bringing praises to the King
Can't imagine how broad and long, how high and deep your love is
You picked the wretched soul of mine,
I’ll change, I’ll change for the better
Pick any day, Sunday through Sunday, Sun up to sun down,
It’s hard to live by the, rules of the town when you’re
never
Depend on nobody
Was raised by the streets half my life
Living whit my aunt when moms lefted
Picked up the rock and never put it down
Never had
yeah
Half awake and half in dreams
On a Sunday
Sunday night
Walkin all alone in the streets
On a Sunday
Sunday night
But then an angel passed me by
The call has gone out, responses have come
And we bless God for our brother who's given God his life
Is there anything you'd like to say, my
I wake up on Sunday, close my eyes and it's Monday
Lost in a mess, don't know where I'm supposed to be
It's only my time, wasted days and sleepless
beside me
From Monday to Sunday I'm happy, life is amazing how could I not be
Yeah that's what I am talking about
God is amazing that's what I am talking
to be just a commodity
I'm smarter G
This is my life, and my soul not just a job to me
It's the truest part of me
Fans now mobbing me
Fake friends
Land
Mothers complain about how hard life is
And the kids just don't understand
Creature comfort goals, they only numb my soul
And make it hard for
the enemy and pray you don't go astray
Pour my soul out in plight be the shining light
Riding home, maintaining on a Sunday night
Meditate on truth
Land
Mothers complain about how hard life is
And the kids just don't understand
Creature comfort goals, they only numb my soul
And make it hard for
sweeter
When we both let it go
Let the water wash our bodies clean
And love wash our souls
And pray that it's raining on Sunday
Storming like crazy
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