- no dope on Sundays 歌詞 CyHi The Prynce
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- CyHi The Prynce
- The call has gone out, responses have come
And we bless God for our brother whos given God his life
Is there anything youd like to say
Lord saved an angel
I came not to call the righteous(Watch over my own)
But the sinners to repentance
Luke 5:32 (Lord saved an angel)
They say gangsters dont pray (Watch over my own)
I beg to differ
We pray every night (Lord saved an angel)
We pray every night
To make it out of these struggles (Watch over my own)
We pray all the time
To make it out of this hell
That we stuck in (CyHi)
Real gangsters dont wanna be in the streets(Lord saved an angel)
We just stuck out here (Watch over my own)
Just wake up wit yall
Yeah, no dope on Sundays (Lord saved an angel)
Thats only (Watch over my own)
If you really out here getting money
No dope on Sundays (Lord saved an angel )
You know the trap back boomin Monday (Watch over my own)
But no dope on Sundays (Lord saved an angel)
When you out here dirty (Watch over my own)
This the day you do laundry
No dope on Sundays (Lord saved an angel)
But any other day its rain (Watch over my own)
Sleet or sunny
Nah, I aint a street nigga, just a nigga in the street
Any other day than Sunday I can get you what you need
Im talking like a couple kis
Want a mil, come fuck with me
Pounds of kush, come hustle these
The cars we push is luxury
Oh I heard you want the lean
Now thats not my cup of tea
But I can pull a few strings, let me work mypuppetry
Anything from crack to puppy food
Why you think I bank with Chase
Im everywhere the money move
My Hyundai crews making plays, my operation running smooth
Brought a tool just in case these niggas in a grumpy mood
Oh I heard they bout that gunplay
Cool we bout that gunplay too
My rendezvous made the front page news
I like my hundreds blue
Chucking Jews, taking strippers out of town on honeymoons
Leave they kids with they grandma
So they go to Sunday school
My nigga hit my phone and said he need a hundred cool
I said 'Let me hit my folks
But you know the only rule'
No dope on Sundays
Thats only if you really out here getting money
No dope on Sundays
You know the trap back boomin Monday
But no dope on Sundays
When you out here dirty, this the day you do laundry
No dope on Sundays
But any other day its rain, sleet or sunny
I been in the streets since 16, ya dig?
How many zips in a elbow is 16, ya dig?
Niggas seem to forget how much clean I done hid
Remember sneaking in the club with the thing-a-ma-jig
My OG pulled up on the scene in a wig
When you running from the feds
You cant be seen by the pigs
Yall dont know all the things I seen and I did
Being in the dope game was never my dream as a kid
But I got better plans though, aint nowhere I cant go
Trip to Amsterdam, I tell a grandma netherland hoes
Boy Im living off my art like Im selling Van Goghs
Im all about the cream, I got Method Man goals
My dawgs just left the bando so hater, never stand close
Before my partner up the Sig
And leave you second-hand smoked
Ima rain on ya, so let the weatherman know
In all the ghettos of America all the way to Redan Road
No dope on Sundays
Lex Luger on the beat so what the fuck you think
I work the graveyard shift, thats how we made our chips
Bunch of AR clips, I pulled his KR, dip
When a young nigga die, we live our day the darkest
Boosie Badazz, Im down to catch a fade if yall lit
We was the type to shoot a nigga dead
And pray that yall live
So we can swing by your house
And come and spray at all crib
Had the trap on Cleveland Ave by the K-Mart, bitch
I brought them bags to the hood
And made em slang our shit
In Atlanta yall dont know how good my face card is
Turned the racetrack on Bouldercrest to a baseball field
Its safe to say its all real but my scars is all healed
Cause I been stabbed in the back more times than Paul Pierce
But enough about my past, its time to save our kids
So our sons will never have to live the way we all did
If you trap a nigga, trap to send your daughter off to college
If you trap a nigga, trap to get your mother out the projects
If you trap a nigga , trap to get yo people out the streets
Oh you trapping just to be trapping
Oh you trapping for these freaks?
But if you a real trap nigga, do me one favor
And tell all my partners in Decatur
No dope on Sundays
I work the graveyard shift
Thats how we made our chips
Bunch of AR clips, I pulled his KR, dip
When a young nigga die, we live our day the darkest
Boosie Badazz, Im down to catch a fade if yall lit
Started out trapping tryna get the new Bos
Then I realized what I did for them hoes
When I recognized what you did to your nose
I couldnt justify what I did to my bro
Fed an addiction, I just let it snow
Failed my religion, I couldnt let it go
Fell in addiction, I just chased the glow
See you dont need the drums
When you just talking what you know
See what I seen, nigga snitching on the low
Niggas coming home, niggas out here acting like you owe
The truth is you love em but they putting on a show
You gotta cash em out and validate to everyone they know
Times changing, its hard for some to grow
And the conversations are no longer
'Man, we bout to blow'
I wanna see you back up on your feet and thats fa sho
The whole city know Ive done enough so theres no mo
I work the graveyard shift (Push)
Thats how we made our chips
Bunch of AR clips, I pulled his KR, dip
When a young nigga die, we live our day the darkest
Boosie Badazz, Im down to catch a fade if yall lit
Im glad you gave me this shit with like no drums
I just wanted to, like
I was tryna make it as conversational as possible
Cause its just conversation
CyHi The Prynce, my nigga for life. Push
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