Royalty Statements - SUNDAY SERVICE

niggas thinkin I’m playin
my nigga don’t say shit (say shit)
them niggas don’t play bih
look at the lights on the space ship

yeah, young nigga don’t say shit
yeah, young nigga don’t say shit

oh no, aint nothin to talk about here
i know what’s out here
you ain about here

all damn day all through the night
lookin over my shoulder
all i see is them lights

don’t wanna see you don’t wanna see you
don’t wanna see you again
don’t wanna see you don’t wanna see you
don’t wanna see a nigga win

babylon come in the form of a son
won’t show they face so you won’t know to run
always a friend and they always act dumb like
oh i aint know that you carried a gun like

(scream)

who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat

War drums, more drums, more drums
damn i miss my shotta duns, shotta rip by shotta gun
blockathon, where a shukran turn a shotta gun,
sing chaka khan, sing sing till the shotta gone

who dat who dat who dat you don’t speak lil homie
Issa tragedy, like a nigga Greek lil homie
Ramadan you either eat or sleep lil homie
God, i am the one that you sikh lil homie

Like a sikh lil homie i fa peace, i fa peace
i fa prayer lil homie, i fa nephew i fa niece
i fa words on a paper, i fa beats i fa beats
i fa try a take a, my have a piece, have a piece

uh no…what the fuck this nigga talkin bout
uh no…what the fuck this nigga talkin bout
uh no..what the fuck this nigga talkin bout
Imma take the K and pay a visit to ya mamma hou’

Written by:
ANDY GOICOCHEA, JANLOU BORGES, LUIS MIGUEL SALAZAR

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Lyrics © Songtrust Ave

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