Sunday To Sunday

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From Sunday to Sunday, our young play
On the same grounds where the rounds of our gun lay
Some say, on that white-hot night block one day
We might not see the sunray
From Sunday to Sunday, our young play
On the same grounds where the rounds of our gun lay
Some say, on that white-hot night block one day
We might not see the sunray

[Verse 1]
I got beef pending, couple cars heat in each engine
That'll leave you sleep in a pool of deep crimson
Way to keep winning, never let 'em see you all teeth grinning
We pray daily, but keep sinning
'What's up love' is how we greet women
Less than 24 we deep in 'em, trying to skeet venom
When they sleep, leap in our denim, move out with adrenaline
Play the corner yet again with a quart of medicine
Night's calling, dice falling, for a heist I'm all in
We the warlocks that got the block bubblin' like a caldron
At a glance might shower the cops, they ain't have a chance
And we move white powder & rocks with the speed of an avalanche

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[Verse 2]
The ghetto ain't been good to Kas
Close friends in a wooden box
At burials couldn't watch, they moms kept crying and wouldn't stop
I hit the street with a hood and Glock
Full of cop killers a vest shouldn't block
Stay strapped, looking for some payback ASAP
For my nigga I'm bitter, revenge is sweet, need to taste that
It's no pretense the streets make no sense, all dollars
Increase your defense no small prowlers, we all power
We snatch and grab reason there's cameras in the taxicab
If you try to run home we just attack your lab
The heart of lead, rock, and granite
Hardly beg, stop, or panic
We creep where niggas sleep, so guard your bed, cot, or hammock

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[Verse 3]
Everybody hard headed non-breaded clawing for the next meal
Techs peel
Till they kids safe, mothers won't exhale
Sounds of the city, sirens, car alarms
High screams, firearms
Heavy bass, tires squeal, why he peel, it's a steady race
Here you never safe, we starving you can sense in our face
Got expensive taste, mistakes cost at extensive rates
We hard to core patrolmen got no wins need marshal law
Guard your jaw if living's a game, it's hard to score
Why even try, born to bleed and die
Until then my dogs rob niggas blind, call us seeing eye

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