Sunday Night (feat. Phi)

Saturday night, you call me when you're drunk
Don't even try, you'll never touch my soul
She made the cut, shawty is a pro
Never any love, you do it for the show

I'm bouta hit the road, the road
I'm bouta hit the road, the road
I'm bouta hit the road, the road
She do it for the show
I didn't even know
Sunday night

Hit the lights I'm coming, sorry for the wait
I popped a tab and then my life turned to a maze
You just need to feel the pain
Then maybe you'd be amazed
How in a blink it goes away
Then you'll see that I'm not crazy
Maybe you'll see, maybe
Nothing never faze me
I was clean a long, long, long, long time ago
They fall one by one
Like a motherfucking domino
They tell you what to do like it is Simon says
Get this money chase it
She wants the diamonds
Rollies, Rollies, Rollies, Rollies
I do not have time for this
Why do you come for me?
I know you don't wanna see
Some things it's just hard to believe
Until you breathe, soak it in
Let it drip, smell the trees

Pour it up, don't ever leave me alone with the piece
I might just pull, I might just cease to exist, like I'm Steez
Rest in peace, can you feel the fucking beat, beat, beat?
We ain't looking for the peace, peace, peace

I stick the finger to the dean, dean, dean
I stick the finger to the dean, dean, dean
I stick the finger to the dean, dean, dean
I do not care bout what you think, think, think

Sunday night, you call me when you're drunk
Don't even try, you'll never touch my soul
She made the cut, shawty is a pro
Never any love, you do it for the show

I'm bouta hit the road, hit the road
I'm bouta hit the road, the road
I'm bouta hit the road, the road, (ooh)
Sunday night

With the squad going hard in this bitch
We ain't never gone call it for quits
Stand tall, never fall, never slip
Get a grip, count it up, make it flip
And then ball in this bitch
I just feel like I deserve
Everything that I earn
Even when it's a loss
It's something for me to learn

Story to tell, reason to toast
I've been through hell, swear it's the most
Now I'm just feeling like I'm winning
All in the cameras I be grinning
Young nigga chilling like a villain
Stack it until it hit the ceiling
Then get a crib with bigger rooms
And find another way to fill in

That's just the life, that's just the way that we living
Challenge the way of the system
She trying balance the taste of the liquor
She know that we'll never be us again
She know I'm focused on me as a man
I'll never change, I'm still the same
And that's just something you can never manage
I know you hate how you ain't do no damage on me, yeah, yeah

Don't have no time to have you all up on my mind, yeah
You always looking and I know I'm hard to find, yeah
You know I meant it when I said this shit is mine, yeah
Nothing to lose, I got this all up on the line

Saturday night, you call me when you're drunk
Don't even try, you'll never touch my soul
She made the cut, shawty is a pro
Never any love, you do it for the show

I'm bouta hit the road, the road
I'm bouta hit the road, the road
I'm bouta hit the road, the road
She do it for the show, I didn't even know

Sunday night, you call me when you're drunk
Don't even try, you'll never touch my soul
She made the cut, shawty is a pro
Never any love, you do it for the show
Oh, Sunday night