Justin Stone
Sunday
[Verse 1]
I hate my grasp, I'm so stuck
I'm broke AF, Flexin' all
Flexin' all my credit card debt
Nothing left, I might have to sell some drugs
I'm the plug if I love I mess it up, mess it up, yeah
Young man with a frown on his face always
Smokin' and driving, God I believe you
But your people, Christians, gotta be wildin'
You know where I'm vibin', losing myself I hate my own skin
Stressin' pills that got me in slow-mo
I need to, I need to wait
Think I need something to save me
Don't have a hit but I have a Mercedes, I can't pay it off and it's crazy
I miss the times when I didn't have nothing before I makе music
I was so innocent, I was so clueless, now I got groupiеs and drugs I'm abusing
Momma gettin' nervous, I might get laced, losing my faith at a young age
Shapes you if you don't see that
I'm just one of a million
Grew up in the church as a villain
Gettin' shamed, look down vividly
My future looks big to me
Getting red zero and a 4th of weed

[Chorus]
Woah
Now I sleep in every gosh dang Sunday
Losin' everything, might get it back one day, yeah
Runnin' my mouth like I don't feel no pain
Thank God, thank God, I'ma get it back one day
Now I sleep in every gosh dang Sunday
Losin' everything, might get it back one day, yeah
Runnin' my mouth like I don't feel no pain
Thank God, thank God, I'ma get it back one day, yeah, ayy