Sunday Dinner

My grandfather gonna get me for this one

On a Sunday on a Sunday morning
On a Sunday morning on Sunday
Morning on a Sunday morning

Took me a minute to get this off my chest
Some folks they'll think I'm lying
Couldn't write without crying
All the pain through
I wish that nobody
One of the reasons why I never
Depend on nobody
Was raised by the streets half my life
Living whit my aunt when moms lefted
Picked up the rock and never put it down
Never had company never had cable
Shit was hard
Sunday dinners was the best
All I had was scars damn
Shit was hard I'm telling you
What shines bright it came from the dark
Certain shit was tragic
We use play in traffic it fucked up
I couldn't touch the fridge
Without asking
It's crazy now how these thing me
Really kinda matter
Now that I'm older now
Shit was all types files
But let's not dwell in the past
Certain whit just made me stronger
But my heart it needs some closer
I'm good

On a Sunday on a Sunday morning
On a Sunday morning on Sunday
Morning on a Sunday morning

I'm just tryna get the anger out
Flashback have me pissed off
I'm bout ring off
Couldn't relate to Martin Luther
I never had a dream because this music shit
Is really what it motherfucking seems
I use live in nightmares
When I was 12 I took first plate
Ran in house I threw up
Think it was a Thursday the
Nikka survived he ain't snitch
The nikka tried slide shit backfired
So this beef ain't gone never die damn
I'ma forever ride I'm forever be thankful
Hope ion get crucified
Was never taught to hold back
All this tears pain wanted the fans
To know that I rather in the rain
To ever lack or fall back
I'm addict to change dollars bills
And them stacks true shit I and
Everything I'm speaking facts
I'm telling you this shit is hard
Sunday dinners was the best now
I have is scars damn

On a Sunday on a Sunday morning
On a Sunday morning on Sunday
Morning on a Sunday morning