Luyện nghe bài hát No Dope On Sundays

The call has gone out, have come
And we bless God for our brother who's given God his
Is there anything like to say on behalf?
Lord an angel, Watch over my own
I came not to the righteous, but the sinners to repentance. Luke 5:32
They say gangsters don't - I beg to differ
We pray every night, we pray every night to make it out of struggles
We pray all the time to make it out of hell that we stuck in (CyHi!)
Real don't wanna be in the streets

Yeah, no on Sundays
That's only if you really out here getting
No on Sundays
You know the trap back Monday
But no dope on
When you out here dirty, this the day you do the
No on Sundays
But any other day rain, sleet or sunny

Nah, I a street nigga, just a nigga in the street
Any other day than I can get you what you need
I'm talking like a couple keys, want a mil', fuck with me
Pounds of kush, come hustle these, the cars we is luxury
Oh I you want the lean, now that's not my cup of tea
But I can pull a few strings, let me work my
from crack to puppy food
Why you think I bank with Chase? I'm the money move
My Hyundai crews making plays, my operation smooth
Brought a tool just in case these in a grumpy mood
Oh I they 'bout that gunplay, cool, we 'bout that gunplay too
My rendezvous made the front page news, I my hundreds blue
Jews, taking strippers out of town on honeymoons
Leave they kids with they grandma so go to Sunday school
My nigga hit my phone and he need a hundred cool
I "Let me hit my folks, but you know the only rule"

[Chorus: CyHi the
No on Sundays
That's only if you really out getting money
No dope on
You know the trap boomin' Monday
No dope on
When you out here dirty, this the day you do the
No on Sundays
But any other day rain, sleet or sunny

I in the streets since 16, ya dig?
How many zips in a is 16, ya dig?
Niggas seem to forget how much clean I hid
Remember sneaking in the club the thing-a-ma-jig
My OG pulled up on the in a wig
When you running from the feds, you can't be by the pigs
don't know all the things I seen and I did
Being in the game was never my dream as a kid
But I got plans though, ain't nowhere I can't go
Trip to Amsterdam, I a grandma netherland hoes
Boy I'm living off my art like I'm Van Goghs
I'm all about the cream, I got Man goals
My dawgs just left the bando so hater, never stand
Before my up the Sig and leave you second-hand smoked
I'ma rain all year, so let the weatherman
In all the of America all the way to Redan Road

No dope on

Lex on the beat so what the fuck you think?

I work the shift, that's how we made our chips
Bunch of AR clips, I his KR, dip
Where the young die, we live our days the darkest
Boosie Badazz, I'm down to catch a fade if lit

We was the type to shoot a dead and pray that y'all live
So we can swing by your house and come and spray at crib
Had the trap on Cleveland Ave by the K-Mart,
I brought them bags to the hood and 'em slang our shit
In Atlanta y'all don't know how good my face is
Turned the Racetrack on to a baseball field
It's safe to say it's all real but all my scars is all
I been stabbed in the back more times than Paul Pierce
But enough about my past, it's time to save our
So our sons will never to live the way we all did
If you trappin' nigga, to send your daughter off to college
If you trappin' nigga, to get your mother out the projects
If you trappin' nigga, trap to get yo' people out the
Oh you trapping just to be trapping? Oh you for these freaks?
But if you a real nigga, do me one favor
And tell all my in Decatur
No dope on

I the graveyard shift, that's how we made our chips
Bunch of AR clips, I his KR, dip
the young niggas die, we live our days the darkest
Boosie Badazz, I'm down to a fade if y'all lit

Started out trapping get the new Bo's
I realized what it did for them hoes
When I recognized what you did to nose
I justify what I did to my bro
Fed an addiction, I let it snow
my religion, I couldn't let it go
Fell in addiction, I just chased the
See you don't need the drums when you just talking you know
See what I seen, nigga on the low
Niggas coming home, niggas out here like you owe
The truth is you love 'em but they putting on a
You gotta cash 'em out and validate to everyone they
Time's changing, it's for some to grow
And the conversations are no longer "Man, we to blow"
I wanna see you back up on feet and that's fa' sho'
The whole city know I've done so there's no mo'

I work the graveyard shift, how we made our chips
of AR clips, I pulled his KR, dip
Where the young die, we live our days the darkest
Boosie Badazz, I'm down to catch a fade if lit

I'm glad you me this shit with like no drums.
I just wanted to, like, I was tryna make it as conversational as possible 'Cause it's conversation.
The Prynce, my nigga for life. Push

But Peter unto him,
Thy money with thee
Because thou hast
That the gift of God may be purchased with
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