Sunday Afternoon

Swimming pools and champagne
Sunday afternoon Marvin Gaye playin
Sippin from a paper cup
Roll a couple zig zag papers up

Talk less and act more
I don't need to sit around and listen to the same stories
I don't need your industry boys to open doors for me
Just play a beat and hit record for me
I'm pulling my punches
I could be way more aggressive
But I'm way too invested in this
To do something reckless
People from my past with subliminal messages
It's hardly effective
I just laugh at the gesture
I'm doing better now
Pasta series every night
Nats got me filling out
I was in my feelings for a year but I'm grinning now
All I do is smoke and cut songs I'm winning now
I'm sitting down and thinking to myself
Honestly what more do I need
Other than a safe house overseas
Where I can be at ease
Musics turning into who can get more clicks at rapid speeds
I don't play that game i put my heart into this
It's not to fit a trend I'm tryna feed the streets
The goats been drowning in the praise it's like they're lost at sea
Went missing on us
I need a classic album
Something I can play for years just leave it on repeat
I hate the way the game is being played
I talk loose like I'm a few modelos deep
Summers over but I still bring the heat
Barbecue weather I'm cookin' anyone that steps to me
Winter in South Florida we in biscayne going water skiing
Or laying at a

Swimming pool, sunbathing
Sunday afternoon got some Frank playin'
Floating on a pink flamingo
Orange juice mixer with some Casamigos

That's just the life of a don
The life of the boss
Nobody moves 'til I make the call
Nobody knows a thing except the ones involved
That's how I like it
And when we have our sit downs I make sure they know to talk in code
I've already designed my future home and it's riddled in gold
I think bigger than most
I'd be lying if I told you that at times I didn't feel like I was in this alone
I did (I did)
But nowadays I kinda like it alone
I do (I do)
I stay hard to reach it's by design
'Cause I'm so sick of these hoes
So I never pick up the phone
But I barely look at my phone in the first place
So don't take it personal
So much on my mind I'm tryna work it out
They popping percs
I'm popping little gummies drenched in RSO
Sippin on a jack and coke
Staying out of trouble
'Cause when trouble comes the money goes
I'm here to make dollars not headlines
I'm not cut out for labels 'cause I rarely post
I'm in this for something bigger
The times are changing
I'm changing with them
But that just means I'm doing what I want and that's fulfilling
I remember feeling so behind in my early twenties
But a different mindset really makes a difference
Got New York in my blood but Florida raised me different
Black and Mild with a wood tip when the weather changes
I take A1A down to Fort Lauderdale for the scenic route
And to scope out my future place of residence
It's a joke now how hard they try to stay relevant
Fear of losing the spotlight is prevalent
I just wanna make it to the top and have some fun
Then ride off into the sunset like a gentleman
I don't settle for nothing
If I set my mind on it I'm gettin it
Rookie album but somehow I still feel like a veteran
Aaron Rodgers I'm slinging it high as fuck and then celebrating
Everyone who stuck around
Just know I'm forever grateful



Credits
Writer(s): Julian Versace
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