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D'zaire - SUNDAY Lyrics



D'zaire - SUNDAY Lyrics




Ever since out on the porch
Knew I was a force
I took some L's then hit a couple more
Runnin up the score scorch hazard off of one record
Subject of the lord
Poor pastor through the double doors
Rushin to perform
What I learned was never cuff before comin to the core
Block loud so I don't love the fourth
Heard too much or more had to be herculean blood galore
Saw a nigga body that I knew touch the floor
So I'm f*cked up for sure water sign had to run for shore
My life a beach ain't it
Gotta keep the piece not peace but a k like Pete David
Need a lot of zeroes inside of all of my e statements
Pain hope the payment can equate all of my least favorite
Moments that deprive me of sleep daily
Keep movin my feet maybe they may have to freeze frame me
To get the pic
Ignorant
Dark inner city kid
Heart been insidious
Since my niggas hit the bricks
Why shit have to end like this

Cuz that's the make up of the lord
Sum it up in fours
On a beat that be like punchin doors
Scars and some are sore
But it's all what I move up toward
Somewhat a reward
Under the sun my heart was sunk in war
Days we don't speak on unless you come with torch
Me rappin that's just a fun retort
For all of my stuff to sort
My pen like a couple swords
I've sinned with enough valor
To fend for the fumbled ore
That make diamonds
Baddie lookin at me her face like what do you say Simon
Stay solid
My voice don't carry unless bass by it
Scary how I face violence
Married to the game I been
Buryin my pain in a place where niggas can't find it
Barely made a lane way I spit enough to change climates
Fair to say insane but I'll just say that my sane silent

Cuz I done seen enough reports of ones I played in sports
Cuz I got everything they want and more
Fun until you're forced with the absence when it comes wit gore
I was sent to warm some niggas see me couple others snore
F*ck it I'm the source
It's to the top wit friends I'm someone short
Above hope they support
Cuz if they don't I'm on my one resort
Nothin left in store
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Ever since out on the porch
Knew I was a force
I took some L's then hit a couple more
Runnin up the score scorch hazard off of one record
Subject of the lord
Poor pastor through the double doors
Rushin to perform
What I learned was never cuff before comin to the core
Block loud so I don't love the fourth
Heard too much or more had to be herculean blood galore
Saw a nigga body that I knew touch the floor
So I'm f*cked up for sure water sign had to run for shore
My life a beach ain't it
Gotta keep the piece not peace but a k like Pete David
Need a lot of zeroes inside of all of my e statements
Pain hope the payment can equate all of my least favorite
Moments that deprive me of sleep daily
Keep movin my feet maybe they may have to freeze frame me
To get the pic
Ignorant
Dark inner city kid
Heart been insidious
Since my niggas hit the bricks
Why shit have to end like this

Cuz that's the make up of the lord
Sum it up in fours
On a beat that be like punchin doors
Scars and some are sore
But it's all what I move up toward
Somewhat a reward
Under the sun my heart was sunk in war
Days we don't speak on unless you come with torch
Me rappin that's just a fun retort
For all of my stuff to sort
My pen like a couple swords
I've sinned with enough valor
To fend for the fumbled ore
That make diamonds
Baddie lookin at me her face like what do you say Simon
Stay solid
My voice don't carry unless bass by it
Scary how I face violence
Married to the game I been
Buryin my pain in a place where niggas can't find it
Barely made a lane way I spit enough to change climates
Fair to say insane but I'll just say that my sane silent

Cuz I done seen enough reports of ones I played in sports
Cuz I got everything they want and more
Fun until you're forced with the absence when it comes wit gore
I was sent to warm some niggas see me couple others snore
F*ck it I'm the source
It's to the top wit friends I'm someone short
Above hope they support
Cuz if they don't I'm on my one resort
Nothin left in store
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Writer: Zaire Brooks
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Performed By: D'zaire
Language: English
Length: 2:27
Written by: Zaire Brooks

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