LeeMajorDaMac - Sunday Morning

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Aye
Look
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Major:
I woke up this morning tellin myself, that I gotta go harder
This ain't for me, I do this shit fa my daughter
I could've been had a million, wasting my time these dumb ass hoes
Spending a bag on some jewelry and clothes, but yall know how it goes
Was on the phone with my bro up the road, been down 7 he got 3 more to go
That shit hurtin' my soul, to see his kids getting older old
And my 2 nieces dont even call me no more, but I'm still playin' my role
Real shit, I got real nigga problems and sometimes even money can't solve it
Thats why I'm stuck in the game, Its love and hate thats Im stuck with this pain
I smoke the weed to keep from goin insane, this life is stuck in my veins
My Ol' Boy caught a bid trying to flip a brick
And den my momma used to strip, thats why the fuck I pimp
It aint no love for bitch, thats what the fuck it is
My daughter can't eat no books, Im on that Belly shit
Ever since I went corporate, bitch I got the Power
I'm like Ghost in these streets, but I ain't sellin' powder
I got the trao back jumpin' thousand every hour
But every sunday, I gotta thank the higher power

Poppa Bands:
Lord I really need a blessing, Eventho I'm sinning
I thank the lord for better days and all the new beginnings
I remember we was down bad, tryin to chase a million
Gotta go and run that bag up to the ceiling
2x

JBo:

Heart still torn in a million pieces
Still trying to win a million like I'm watching Regis
Third eye go to twitching I cant pledge allegiance
Trust me, they will only help you when its in convenience
Orange is the new black, these bitches color blind
Waiting for a nigga to blow this shit ain't Columbine
They shitted on you daily find a restroom
They was sleeping on the millions fuck a restroom
Niggaz tellin stories that was fabricated
Watch them same niggaz fold, where that fabric made at
How you got a foreign parked at efficiency
Put a Kilo on the budget for contingency
You pray for rain, cant be tripping when you see the mud
You screaming Gang, but be trippin' when you see the blood
Warfare never came at a cheap price
They be happy when you wrong, they dont mean right

Poppa Bands:
Lord I really need a blessing, Eventho I'm sinning
I thank the lord for better days and all the new beginnings
I remember we was down bad, tryin to chase a million
Gotta go and run that bag up to the ceiling
2x

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