"Every Sunday" lyrics
(T99)
(Yo Luca, where you at?)
Ooh-ooh
Every Sunday, we hit Chanel (Yeah)
They call me up and tell me they got nothing left to sell me
I've been off the X everyday feeling how it felt
I stay out the way because nine times outta ten they always tell
Me and one of my brothers life so rich I don't know how to spell (Shh)
This lifestyle either a blessing or a curse, I really can't tell (Yeah)
You ignoring me before I came up, yeah, but imagine if I was in jail
They love to ask for lot but they go ghost if I asked for help
I can't rely on nobody, I gotta go do that shit myself
Flawless stones, swimming in 'em like Michael Phillips (Water)
I don't give a fuck bout nothing, y'all review everything like it's Yelp (Yeah)
Had to hit the gas and make a left, he was on my tail
She got expensive taste, shrimp and steak and then cut the tail
Told 'em fuck a wave, you can set sail
You ain't getting paid and I can tell (Broke)
Man you just a jake, you probably smell
I see the broke ass motherfucker trying to say his Chrome Hearts pants cost $2450
I ain't going for none of that shit, you know where I stay, you gon' have to kill me
I pull up, I beat that ass from the back, yeah, filthy
She love drinking the nut, she said it's her favorite meal
Her first favorite meal is eating the real deal
You ain't even got it trust me, I know somebody real
Been through a lot, I've seen a lot, I know the spiel
This Undercover hoodie it still match my Amiri's, they gray with a hint of teal
Double match the coupe, my daily vision was real
I done seen some riches before and that shit is way too real
This X told my heart to stop, I told it chill
The X mess with my heart it could but I told 'em, I wouldn't be able to feel
I was tryna see what's over that mountain, what's over that hill's gonna get me killed and it gave me chills
You cut us off for real
Our label fucked up let me out my deal
Every Sunday, we hit Chanel (Yeah)
They call me up and tell me they got nothing left to sell me
I've been off the X because everyday feeling how it felt
I stay out the way because nine times outta ten they always tell
Me and one of my brothers life so rich, I don't know how to spell (Shh)
This lifestyle either a blessing or a curse, I really can't tell (Yeah)
You ignoring me before I came up, yeah, but imagine if I was in jail
They love to ask for lot but they ghost if I asked for help
(Yo Luca, where you at?)
Ooh-ooh
Every Sunday, we hit Chanel (Yeah)
They call me up and tell me they got nothing left to sell me
I've been off the X everyday feeling how it felt
I stay out the way because nine times outta ten they always tell
Me and one of my brothers life so rich I don't know how to spell (Shh)
This lifestyle either a blessing or a curse, I really can't tell (Yeah)
You ignoring me before I came up, yeah, but imagine if I was in jail
They love to ask for lot but they go ghost if I asked for help
I can't rely on nobody, I gotta go do that shit myself
Flawless stones, swimming in 'em like Michael Phillips (Water)
I don't give a fuck bout nothing, y'all review everything like it's Yelp (Yeah)
Had to hit the gas and make a left, he was on my tail
She got expensive taste, shrimp and steak and then cut the tail
Told 'em fuck a wave, you can set sail
You ain't getting paid and I can tell (Broke)
Man you just a jake, you probably smell
I see the broke ass motherfucker trying to say his Chrome Hearts pants cost $2450
I ain't going for none of that shit, you know where I stay, you gon' have to kill me
I pull up, I beat that ass from the back, yeah, filthy
She love drinking the nut, she said it's her favorite meal
Her first favorite meal is eating the real deal
You ain't even got it trust me, I know somebody real
Been through a lot, I've seen a lot, I know the spiel
This Undercover hoodie it still match my Amiri's, they gray with a hint of teal
Double match the coupe, my daily vision was real
I done seen some riches before and that shit is way too real
This X told my heart to stop, I told it chill
The X mess with my heart it could but I told 'em, I wouldn't be able to feel
I was tryna see what's over that mountain, what's over that hill's gonna get me killed and it gave me chills
You cut us off for real
Our label fucked up let me out my deal
Every Sunday, we hit Chanel (Yeah)
They call me up and tell me they got nothing left to sell me
I've been off the X because everyday feeling how it felt
I stay out the way because nine times outta ten they always tell
Me and one of my brothers life so rich, I don't know how to spell (Shh)
This lifestyle either a blessing or a curse, I really can't tell (Yeah)
You ignoring me before I came up, yeah, but imagine if I was in jail
They love to ask for lot but they ghost if I asked for help
Writer(s): Noah Olivvier Smith
