Sunday Mourning

[Verse 1: Wasiu]
I left the club thirsty and horny
I'm supposed to be in church in the morning
Pastor said “you need to search for atonement”
But instead I just be lurking for more chicks
And more chicks, fuck another one
Khaled ain't got shit on me on my mother’s son
I'm fighting life, the bitch just handed me an upper cut
Winter blues, Ima sip till the summer come
Tip-toeing on the edge until my luck is done
Grab a bottle of Henny lets have some fuckin fun
Ignore responsibilities as if there wasn't none
As if there wasn't none
A true friend, no you wasn't one
These chicken-heads are like Kentucky they just one and done
Rose-petal plucking, love me, no she loves me none
But despite my sinning ways, my God still loves his son

[Chorus: Wasiu]
I know I don't deserve it
I know I don't deserve it
I know I don't deserve it
Not to beat a dead horse but
I know I don't deserve it
But Ima make it worth it
Yes Lord I'll make it worth it
I know I don't deserve it

[Verse 2: Wasiu]
I'm the furthest thing from perfect
I stole bikes and purses
Cherries from virgins
Wet dreams in churches, that's very disturbing
I'm nervous and scared he gon’ curse me
To get a seat at God's table, man you gotta earn it
Nigga, no reserving
Don't buy the Devil’s lies, they ain't worth it
Don't sell yourself short, 'cause they ain't no reimbursements
Said, there ain't no reimbursements…

[Chorus: Wasiu]
I know I don't deserve it
I know I don't deserve it
I know I don't deserve it
Not to beat a dead horse but
I know I don't deserve it
But Ima make it worth it
Yes Lord I'll make it worth it
I know I don't deserve it