Sunday Songtext
von Tom the Mail Man

Oasis
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah
Uh, yeah, that′s what happens
Look

Midday, sipping wine
Stacking my messes up in the summertime
I got a roster, bitches be having fun tonight
Ass shaking, bath taking, last statement
It makes sense but we dyin' to see where this glass take us
I can′t commit, you know that's the truth
The way the marriage is for padded boost
The way the carriage is for bags and truth
And I can't ever 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'm on in this 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 heart′s beating quick
Well basically when I′m around I'm 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 hopin' one day
You could 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 hopin′ one day
You could 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

'Round me one day
One day, one day, oh
Just need one thing, oh