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Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Sunday vibes, Sunday service
Hope I serve my purpose when I die
asking God is there more
My son make me feel some
Uncle Russel used to have us
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playing on that steel drum
Now we travel all around this earth, yeah
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Even when it rain it could be worse, yeah
Like a flower came out of the dirt
Every day feel like the first
She'll be turning up like the church
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Keep your plastic in your wallet and
your dollars in your purse
Say I'm always in my bag
Hopping out my Birkin
Shout my name when they
Hot, but I get it 'cause a nigga made it out
If I got a hater they just really
wanna love me
They committed to the hate but
I know they really proud
When I see a brother from the bottom
I be praying that the feds
don't get them
Devil getting busy
Lil' fools doing fifty in a real jail talking
bout they did it for the clout
Verse 2
Nigga if you hear me
Get your money, ay
Told a record label I am not
your motherfucking slave
I'm a scary nigga
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Give a fuck about a dollar
Do it doley, if I gotta
Run you over, if you in the way
Verse 3
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Church
Hands up in the air like
we in church
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1500 fans like we in church
Boy you better get what you deserve
Girl you better know what you is worth
Verse 4
Got no fear
Live my way
People talk they shit but I don't care
They think they know but they don't know
I been low but I don't fall
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Leave this shit the way I came here
Bet you ain't never met a me, no
Yeah yeah
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Sunday love will not make you
forget who you was
You ain't gotta change
if you don't want
Bitch love yourself
Hate me then oh well
Love all in my soul
Keef all in my bowl
Quinoa on my stove, yeah
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Mind moving like a mile a minute
Hella bummy, nigga fuck an image
People calling when it
benefit them
Voicemail be like going fishing
Waking up and every day is sunny
you can't take it from me
Everybody smiling on my mini island
It's an added bonus we
making money
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Subaru mine not rented, yeah
My life real no gimmick, yeah
I be in a condo sipping, ay
If you want it then go get it
Verse 5
Nigga if you hear me
Get your money, ay
Told a record label I am not
your motherfucking slave
I'm a scary nigga
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Give a fuck about a dollar
Do it doley, if I gotta
Run you over, if you in the way
Verse 6
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Church
Hands up in the air like
we in church
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1500 fans like we in church
Boy you better get what you deserve
Girl you better know what
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you is worth
Verse 7
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It feel so good to be free
I keep my eye on the sun
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It gives me all that I need
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You ain't got nothing from me
You ain't got nothing from me
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You ain't got nothing from me
Outro 1
You ain't got nothing from me
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