Homemadesoul - Sunday (feat. Mixture & KlassickEmcee)

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The sun seems to always shine on Sunday
Eh eh eh
Livin hard life hard streets knocking so hard to stay straight so I keep my faith in above
The sun seems to always shine on Sunday
Eh eh eh
Right now this now I’ma start right now it’s gonna be much better I’ma show you how
Yo
Its been a long week
A long time comin
And the stress of my job got my mind runnin
Been searchin all week
Tryna find somethin
Thinking to myself
That my times comin
I’m sure at what I’m searchin for
I’m blind huntin
Work your fingers to the bone and never findin nothin
It always seems so cold when your grindin and hustlin
Never time for discussion
Less time than a Russian
But then Sunday comes
That sunshine rush in
I hear granny singin
Grandma fussin
Backyard tire races wit all of my cousins
If I don’t get a chance again
Y’all tell em I love em
It’s Mix
The sun seems to always shine on Sunday
Eh eh eh
Livin hard life hard streets knocking so hard to stay straight so I keep my faith in above
The sun seems to always shine on Sunday
Eh eh eh
Right now this now I’ma start right now it’s gonna be much better I’ma show you how
Lookin at my clock
7am
Just got a case of the Mondays
Hard to get up
But I gotta get up
Get to work
No gas in the Hyundai
Out here workin for chump change
9 to 5 no lunch break
I’m in here mindin my business
Why the boss always in my face
I just wanna quit sometimes
But I really need that bread
I just wanna hit a lick sometime
But I don’t need that stress
I aint tryna see no feds
Tryna make sure my kids get fed
Life’s hard enough as it is
So I’ma make sure they know their dad
Baby mom tryna make that hard
No visitation
No phone call
In and out of court
Tryna see my kids
Feelin like I done broke the law
Its crazy y’all
I’m just tryna get through the week
That stress get heavy y’all
And I feel like I reached my peak
But I can’t let it keep me down
Gotta stand back up
Get my feet back to the ground
Prayin every night that God give me strength
Just to go another round
Tryna see a lil sunshine
Hop that break like one time
We all look forward to the weekend
Not Drake’s friend
But the fun time
Monday through Friday
Gets long like interstate highways
In a perfect world
We’d all have wings
Where we would just up and fly away
Fly away fly away
Saturday is a fun day
But the sun don’t shine til Sunday
The sun seems to always shine on Sunday
Eh eh eh
Livin hard life hard streets knocking so hard to stay straight so I keep my faith in above
The sun seems to always shine on Sunday
Eh eh eh
Right now this now I’ma start right now it’s gonna be much better I’ma show you how

Written by:
Curtis Clark, Jeremy Miller, Michael Morgan

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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