Sunday - Radio Edit

When you're thinking outside the box no don't let them catch you

Black ting in a cat suit, V for
Vendetta on the tattoo

When you talk the real
Everybody on the mannequin challenge
Still like a statue

We know these ain't laws they're statuettes

Written in mad ways to trap you

Where I'm from yeah we all roll together,
The Turks, the White boys, the Black yutes

Multiple bad boys & athletes

Still tryna live that dream

Do it for the cause, do it for the kids
Do it for the fam, feel your skin on a black beach

It's a new Order

Might follow Mum & fly Ghana
Beauty, look at my princess my Yanna
(Yanna, Yanna,Boom)

Manifest, manifest
We the best see your destiny
Every course is a test
May my daughter see the best in me

I know these demons are next to me
Praise the Lord he connected me

Nah, I can't be talking
Too loose now
It's easy to section me!

Swear there's wings in this boost (Yeah!)
I be sky high where jetsons be

Feel like ghost in this truth (Ghost!)
I don't know why Morpheus selected me
She the plug, she connection
When my Nanny prays she's protecting me.
Old school hymns old selection

Couple of pounds in the collection
Sunday

This just fixed my moood aye
I was fu*king up on Tuesday
Burning, bridges like it's soufflé
The Universe she listens watch what you say
Wake up & I wanna say praise to God

New boy on the block call me Ødegaard

I'm Ødegaard on a Sunday
Play the pass
Take my chance
STONE*HEART
Got my model ting might put her on a runway
Made my mark.



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Writer(s): Dwayne Francis
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