How About Sunday

Verse 1 (SkyBlew):
Yeah, watching Alex Mack, eating Apple Jacks
Plotting on a scheme for this dream, don’t Snapple facts
Habitat the clouds, you know where I’m at
Used to be shelters, I don’t want the memories back
Just tryna hinder me, in fact, I been praying for peace
The beast give me serenity at least, true
See, a born dreamer who love women from Venus
Fantasize about arenas, my fam dodging subpoenas
Tryna be the cleanest, plenty of days asking, “What are those?”
’til I learned values not enclosed
I propose this as soul, that’s all we got when we go
While man tryna conquer the globe
We watch humanity corrode in intervals
Why everybody jerks? Why my mama gotta worry?
Blood pressure getting worse so I work
So you and the fam ain’t gotta stress
Due date with destiny, hope she wear my favorite dress
And perfume success but nevertheless (check, check out the technique)

Chorus (Karina Nistal):
Chillin’ on a Sunday
Dreamin’ how to get up out of here someway
Love, we gon’ make it one day
Well how about Sunday?
I said how about, how about Sunday?
How about Sunday?
Love, we gon’ make it one day
So how about Sunday?
I said how about Sunday?

Verse 2 (SkyBlew):
Not Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday
Nah, I’m talking Sunday
The one day to let the stress go
Though these rappers too plain for meals
What’chu Creflo? Set goals
[?] the flow more than cold on the roll
Young life, old soul I was told
Time you gotta wait for it, and too bad you gotta pay for it
Granny told me pray for it
Got my eyes on them gold gates
Hearing I’m a breath of fresh air [?] Colgate
When I illustrate on my Blew page, gotta stay calm
I’m two trays from Luke Cage, chill

Chorus (Karina Nistal):
How about Sunday?
How about Sunday?
Love, we gon’ make it one day
How about Sunday?
I said how about Sunday?

Verse 3 (SkyBlew):
My love dress in a kimono, I’ve been working pro bono
On YouTube, been questioning life, some things I don’t know
But searching for keys around mics
Trying different combinations like up, left
You downright out of your mind thinking I’m gon’ fail
I done been through the fire
Oh what, it startin’ to hail?
Let it rain down
Playing GameCube, I’m the same dude
Who notice seas of strange fruit, look
They group us in colors, divided, easy to conquer
In sixty-four years, they gon’ say he a monster
On the mic with wisdom in the flow, respect me
Got a library of styles so check out the technique
What? (check out the technique)

(Karina Nistal):
Sunday
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
How about Sunday?
Sunday
We gon’ make it one day
Someday
Someday, some way, someday
Sunday
We gon’ make it
We gon’ make it
We gon’ make it
We gon’ make it one day
Someday, someday, Sunday, Sunday
How about Sunday?
Sunday, some day
We gon' make it one way
Some way, some way