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Christopher Scarlett

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Yeah
Yba type shit man
Yeah

Sunday too Sunday
I just be putting work I be on my grind
Sunday too Sunday
I just be putting work I be on my grind
Sunday too Sunday
Working hard everyday to get my bands up
Grandma proud know i'm walking with my pants up yeah
From Sunday too Sunday
I say I gotta make it, truth be told nigga came from the basement

I be telling myself
Like nigga you gone make it one day, one day, one day
Know I'm on my grind everyday
Like Sunday to Sunday
As long as I work man I'm never going broke shit
Better know I'm in the motion or the mission they screaming is impossible
Crossed a lot of obstacles had to dance with the devil too
The only way to get revenue collecting money on my schedule
Sold white  just to talk you, then Asked my myself, this what I got to do
For the pot of loot, pot of cheese, never thought I lose parts of me
Tryna save but I'm losing fees, you know this world is monopoly
Gotta pay for the property, pay insurance possibles
I smoke weed, so just pardon me,  I tell my neighbors when they smell the breeze
Ima different breed, just want peace, learnt to hustle don't sleep
In this world play for keeps, don't nobody play with me, all I want is my fee
Gotta feed my family, this the only way I eat

Sunday too Sunday
I just be putting work I be on my grind
Sunday too Sunday
I just be putting work I be on my grind
Sunday too Sunday
Working hard everyday to get my bands up
Grandma proud know i'm walking with my pants up yeah
From Sunday too Sunday
I say I gotta make it, truth be told nigga came from the basement

Know I'm grinding to eat
I'm saving while manage my budget
Don't give a f*ck about no public, dressing basic to the functions
Still could grab the baddest honey, just know my focus on the money
I found a way to keep it coming, while you dreaming, I be on it
Why I'm stacking, I like to own shit, it ain't nothing like your own shit
Ion believe that loan shit, know my right and where my wrong Get me
Bring you life and knowledge but you don't get me
Already broke down what's wrong with me
I be plotting, planning, got my pole with me
Just keeping my peace, I live in the city where niggas like heat
Ball play for the dolphins and heat
Stack... then go to the beach
Take off the tee, get in the sea
My pockets was flat
Now getting obese
They call me  gifted, like Christmas on me
Save while you hustle, I learn from t.t.
I come from the struggle, adapted to the street
I'm  just working doubles, to triple my fee
My niggas don't huddle but we still a team
We at them numbers, like we want a ring (Yeah)
Still making shit happen
From  Hand to hand tractions
If I'm tripping I'm relaxing
Eating, chilling off my last shit
High Power and Phoenix still blasting
I speak this dope from my attic
Why I'm working just too have shit
Catch me in my whip mashing
Time ain't stopping so I'm at its
Ain't no limit to how your bag get

Sunday too Sunday
I just be putting work I be on my grind
Sunday too Sunday
I just be putting work I be on my grind
Sunday too Sunday
Working hard everyday to get my bands up
Grandma proud know i'm walking with my pants up yeah
From Sunday too Sunday
I say I gotta make it, truth be told nigga came from the basement

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