Sunday Cap

[03:04-06:13]

(Verse 1)

Back to the wall can’t stand it
Off the wall, ain’t off the air
Been off that, got well aware
That my contacts don’t fair me well
Can’t see shit, when the coast clear
Sly cry, like a Wayne tear
Baby, baby you slighted me
Party parted you doubted we
Z got enough just to handle
Parted ways like you wanted
Awful how I won’t stomach , still night terrors leave promise
Leads often, leave karma, blow smoke, all dandruff
He salty, why bother now they all want an answer
Fuck practice, reds blasting, love letters get a bit taxing
Now I’m on, kickflip ladders
Fuck a win, feel fantastic
When I’m high I’m immortalized from the dream shaped from a fucking casket

(Hook)** 2x

Shit better shake like that
Malt with the liquor, no sunday cap
Shea butter baby, with that automac
Better hold mine, for i blow his ass
Thought i told you , when it first went bad
LP’s in yo living room, get rich or die interlude
This a cry from a hidden .....

(Verse 2)

DED that if you can baby, too many bad awful moods
Where the skin glow red baby
Buttered up, now you scared baby
Don’t run, don’t care
Living, breathing, nightmares
Double time, on this fright fare
Take off, no mask on
Running home till the lights on
Bet i dash when i did wrong, still sob to the same songs
Pray i die for’ the sun out
Dried up, from the same sprout
Better fray like that, better lay like that, bet i lie like that

(Hook) 2x

Shit better shake like that
Malt with the liquor, no sunday cap
Shea butter baby, with that automac
Better hold mine, for i blow his ass
Thought i told you , when it first went bad
LP’s in yo living room, get rich or die interlude
This a cry from a hidden tomb .....