Mass On Sunday
Globally (yeah), lookin' at Esthers
Still up in that kitchen, cookin' up extras (yeah)
And fuck that-, I ain't lookin' at exes
I'm billin' up mansions and cookin' up sketches
They know that we, they know that we like that
But nobody, nobody likes that
You're just only a mic man
You just roll wit' your hype man
So I roll wit' it, 'cause nobody likes man
They love me and hate me
They hate that they love me
They hug me and rate me
I'm up in the mainstream, all up in their pastry
A couple of cases, that supper was tasty
Hollowman, the rider (yeah)
Hit him with the Joshua
Spin him with the wilder
If it wasn't definitely, then it was a kinda
Kill him with the kindness, dealin' with the kinder
Mass on Sunday
Cash in hand, cash on Monday
Man want beef, man want gunplay (yeah)
Fuck that shit, cash on Monday
Mass on Sunday (sunday), yeah
Cash in hand, cash on Monday
Man want beef (beef), man want gunplay (gunplay yeah)
Fuck that shit, cash on Monday
Yeah, guns and butter and that (huh)
Yeah, you know that we like that
You know last twelve summers and that
(We been sick for the last twelve summers)
My nigga been jail, ten summers and that
Still got ten more summers and that
Still got my phone as a contact (that's real nigga shit)
That's real nigga shit, that was in a contract (yeah)
You didn't deep it though, you didn't read it
You didn't mean it, you're nuttin' like that (nope)
You just wanna get high
They don't like me and I know why
Because I do my ting,
It's not the same when you do your ting 'cause you're not that guy
(Joshin') Met her on Monday
Made her buss it open on Tuesday
Then she bought the pack in on Wednesday
And on Thursday (Thursday), uh
Friday, Saturday, got it gone by Sunday
Uh, then I got spun on Monday
Tell the gov that they should have come Tuesday (too late)
Only look at this one way (one way)
It's only snakes and ladders where there's
Flake and hammers and we gotta die one day (one day)
And it's gonna go another or one way (one way or another, pussies)
But you shoulda just listen what your mum say (uh-uh)
Now I just listen what my mum say (uh-uh)
It's been a mad weekend but, but, but, but, but
Mass on Sunday (yeah)
Cash in hand, cash on Monday
Man want beef, man want gunplay (yeah)
Fuck that shit, cash on Monday
Mass on Sunday (sunday), yeah
Cash in hand, cash on Monday
Man want beef (beef), man want gunplay (gunplay yeah)
Fuck that shit, cash on Monday
Still up in that kitchen, cookin' up extras (yeah)
And fuck that-, I ain't lookin' at exes
I'm billin' up mansions and cookin' up sketches
They know that we, they know that we like that
But nobody, nobody likes that
You're just only a mic man
You just roll wit' your hype man
So I roll wit' it, 'cause nobody likes man
They love me and hate me
They hate that they love me
They hug me and rate me
I'm up in the mainstream, all up in their pastry
A couple of cases, that supper was tasty
Hollowman, the rider (yeah)
Hit him with the Joshua
Spin him with the wilder
If it wasn't definitely, then it was a kinda
Kill him with the kindness, dealin' with the kinder
Mass on Sunday
Cash in hand, cash on Monday
Man want beef, man want gunplay (yeah)
Fuck that shit, cash on Monday
Mass on Sunday (sunday), yeah
Cash in hand, cash on Monday
Man want beef (beef), man want gunplay (gunplay yeah)
Fuck that shit, cash on Monday
Yeah, guns and butter and that (huh)
Yeah, you know that we like that
You know last twelve summers and that
(We been sick for the last twelve summers)
My nigga been jail, ten summers and that
Still got ten more summers and that
Still got my phone as a contact (that's real nigga shit)
That's real nigga shit, that was in a contract (yeah)
You didn't deep it though, you didn't read it
You didn't mean it, you're nuttin' like that (nope)
You just wanna get high
They don't like me and I know why
Because I do my ting,
It's not the same when you do your ting 'cause you're not that guy
(Joshin') Met her on Monday
Made her buss it open on Tuesday
Then she bought the pack in on Wednesday
And on Thursday (Thursday), uh
Friday, Saturday, got it gone by Sunday
Uh, then I got spun on Monday
Tell the gov that they should have come Tuesday (too late)
Only look at this one way (one way)
It's only snakes and ladders where there's
Flake and hammers and we gotta die one day (one day)
And it's gonna go another or one way (one way or another, pussies)
But you shoulda just listen what your mum say (uh-uh)
Now I just listen what my mum say (uh-uh)
It's been a mad weekend but, but, but, but, but
Mass on Sunday (yeah)
Cash in hand, cash on Monday
Man want beef, man want gunplay (yeah)
Fuck that shit, cash on Monday
Mass on Sunday (sunday), yeah
Cash in hand, cash on Monday
Man want beef (beef), man want gunplay (gunplay yeah)
Fuck that shit, cash on Monday
Credits
Writer(s): Savimbi Neto, Nathaniel Thompson, Abdul Mubeen
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