​sundays, man

[Chorus]
I could never do it your way no
I can only do it my say yo
Pumping sound out of my airways oh
I'm getting litty on a sunday woah

[Verse 1]
Holdup
Woo
They say i go to hard
I'm getting fucked up leaving in an uber car
I'm dropping 60 10s on a couple friends
Spent the next night throwing up my guts again
Ima' wake up and do my make up
Do my face up and get my plays up
Fill my plate up with things to say
Straight outta my brain don't hesitate
I just wrote a whole ass album in a night
What u mean all my lyric shit is tight
I put thought into every word i write
Respect the craft and make sure u do it right

[Chorus]
I could never do it ur way no
I can only find my way home now
I'm pumping sound out of my airways oh
I'm getting litty on a sunday woah

[Verse 2]
We ain't getting no sleep
I feel like an alchemist
All the shit i mix with weed
I'll be workin all week
I just made a rack last night what u need
Damn

[Chorus]
I could never do it ur way no
I'm just tryna find my way home now
I'm just tryna do it my way
Getting litty on a sunday