Sunday - Tom The Mail Man

Oasis

Yeah, yeah, already know

Uh, yeah, that’s what happens

Look

Midday, sipping wine, stacking my mixes up in the summertime

I got a roster of bitches, we having fun at night

Ass shaking, bath taking, last statement

It makes sense, but we dying to see where this glass take us

I can’t commit, you know that that’s truth

The way the marriage is repetive boost

The way the carriage is for bags and truth

And I can’t see me ever being mad at you

For wasting time to fall in love

Not doing what I had to do

I’m gon' feel my faith

Fuck all them niggas tryna slide all in my place

Feel like I got a hundred pounds down in my basement

I tried to put a mask right where my face was

Shine on us, turn the time, time got it going on

I monitor the city, these niggas feel me, I’m dropping bombs

And lately, it got my mom, feeling like she 'bout to hit the lottery

No running around that fifty-something, 'bout to make 'em proud of me

I’m basically a prodigy, I took risks, I ate shit, niggas doubted me

Five years passed, I ain’t shit, I’m undoubtedly a piece of shit

But somehow niggas keep a smile while they eating it

And somehow I can keep a crowd, they hearts beating quick

Well basically when I’m around them being meek and shit

'Cause niggas insecure and they gon' hate me for it

But then again these niggas hate so what I’m waiting for?

I guess I shouldn’t brag in raps until I make it more

But bitch, I’m making more than you so what I’m waiting for?

Not even keeping score 'cause I’m one of, for sure

If I come up my brothers gon' come up and more

Yeah, I was hoping one day

You can try and keep it honest with me one day

Yeah, you can try and keep it honest like it’s Sunday

Yeah, I’ma hope that you can come around me one day

Yeah, I was hoping one day

You can try and keep it honest with me one day

Yeah, you can try and keep it honest like it’s Sunday

Yeah, I’ma hope that you can come around me one day

Around me one day

One day, one day, oh

Just need one day, oh, oh