Sunday Morning

I know that you hate this shit
If I had the chance never trade this shit
Old whip never trade it in
That shit getting played out quick
Getting loose when the tango hit
Drinking all underage shit
Pour up One and call ya friends
Put together all ya ends and go and cop ya self some rem
I been this way since I remeber
No way no way I'll pretend
I always I got that piff on hand

Woke up with the sun morning
Out of my mind exploring
Never had no paitence for it
Always have that camera Rollin
Always have that smile showing

Cup of tea that Sunday mornings
Ain't no other way to call it
Ain't no other way we ballin
Put the record on we all in

Pick you up you always stallin
That's why you ain't never Fallin

Prolly catching these waves
Prolly Catchin these rays
I been mobbin round all day
Ayy Gotta fill up the tank
Drop the top give thanks
Hit that 101 too baked

You ain't ever come round my way

You always got some shit to say
I'm feelin like a kid today
Get this Sunday out the way

Every week it's roll around
This my little get away