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letra de sunday - blue november

[intro]
yeah, yeah

[hook]
on a sunday we cook, clean, rinse, wash, repeat my sins
i leave it up to chance
numbing my mouth when i’m present with a dance
take my hands and show me things i never seen before
i tumble weed it mumbles and humbles me
became stoner, life stoning me (me)
rewrite courses my history
half these friendships ain’t meant for me (me)
most your words just weren’t met for me (me)
hooked up, booked up i’m chasing me

[verse]
i’ve been living wrong and i know it
i get to walking too fast, so i get to stumbling
feel a rumble in my tummy, uh
smoke got me numby, feel so bummy
my fam disappointed despite me feeling anointed
take a t-tle and own it
when in route
i never doubt my n-ggas
been inside, but i miss my n-ggas
cutting off the fake
y’all be talking that boo boo
plastic mouths running over
lost your owner like voodoo
pint-size thoughts leave a mountain my fault
idolizing drama with some iodized salt
eye-for-eye life a lie
never altered my sauce
the gloss is gross cause perfection i cost
you see the pain, strip it down
with a brush, now it’s abstract
you can sell it and embed it with your last track
residue of my thoughts in a gl-ss wearing hazmat
in a suite, suited for toxins and nasdaq talk
stick talking to me
telling me to run, i won’t run from a bully
i’ma knock it out like these shots running through me
i’ma shoot it out if i have to do you feel me?
hear me (hear me)

[refrain]
sunday, we with that gunplay
someday we’ll get that bag straight
sunday, we with that gunplay
someday we’ll get that bag straight
sunday, we with that gunplay
someday we’ll get that bag straight
sunday, we with that gunplay
someday we’ll get that bag straight

[outro]
yeah yeah yeah
lil b-tch

- blue november

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