Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sunday Night, artist - 070 Shake. Date of issue: 31.03.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Sunday Night |
| Saturday night, you call me when you’re drunk |
| Don’t even try, you’ll never touch my soul |
| She made the cut, shawty is a pro |
| Never any love, you do it for the show |
| I’m 'bout to hit the road, the road |
| I’m 'bout to hit the road, the road |
| I’m 'bout to hit the road, the road |
| She do it for the show, I didn’t even know |
| Ooh, Sunday night |
| Hit the lights I’m coming, sorry for the wait |
| I popped a tab and then my life turned to a maze |
| You just need to feel the pain, then maybe you’d be amazed |
| How in a blink it goes away, then you’ll see that I’m not crazy |
| Maybe you’ll see, maybe, nothing never faze me |
| I was clean a long long long long time ago |
| They fall one by one like a motherfucking domino |
| They tell you what to do like it is Simon says |
| Get this money chase it, she just wants the diamonds' |
| Rollies, Rollies, Rollies, Rollies |
| I do not have time for this, why do you come for me |
| I know you don’t wanna see, some things, its just hard to believe |
| Till you breathe, soak it in, let it drip, smell the trees |
| Pour it up, don’t ever leave, me alone with the piece |
| I might just pull, I might just cease to exist, like I’m Steez |
| Rest in peace, can you feel the fucking beat, beat, beat |
| We ain’t looking for the peace, peace, peace |
| I stick the finger to the dean, dean, dean |
| I stick the finger to the dean, dean, dean |
| I stick the finger to the dean, dean, dean |
| I do not care bout what you think, think, think |
| I get my money like I’m Meng Meng Meng |
| Sunday night, you call me when you’re drunk |
| Don’t even try, you’ll never touch my soul |
| She made the cut, shawty is a pro |
| Never any love, you do it for the show |
| I’m 'bout to hit the road, hit the road |
| I’m 'bout to hit the road, the road |
| I’m 'bout to hit the road, the road |
| She do it for the show, I didn’t even know |
| Ooh, Sunday night |
| With the squad going hard in this bitch |
| We ain’t never gone call it for quits |
| Stand tall, never fall, never slip, get a grip |
| Count it up, make it flip, and then ball in this bitch |
| I just feel like I deserve, everything that I earn |
| Even when its a loss, its something for me to learn |
| Story to tell, reason to toast |
| I’ve been through hell, swear its the most |
| Now I’m just feeling like I’m winning |
| All in the cameras I be grinning, young nigga chilling like a villain |
| Stack it until it hit the ceiling, then get a crib with bigger rooms |
| And find another way to fill in |
| That’s just the life, that’s just the way that we living |
| Challenge the way of the system, she tryna balance the taste of the liquor |
| She know that we’ll never be us again |
| She know I’m focused on me as a man |
| I’ll never change, I’m still the same |
| And that’s just something you can never manage |
| I know you hate how you ain’t do no damage on me yea yea |
| Don’t have no time to have you all up on my mind yeah |
| You always looking and I know I’m hard to find yeah |
| You know I meant it when I said this shit is mine yeah |
| Nothing to lose, I got this all up on the line |
| Saturday night, you call me when you’re drunk |
| Don’t even try, you’ll never touch my soul |
| She made the cut, shawty is a pro |
| Never any love, you do it for the show |
| I’m 'bout to hit the road, the road |
| I’m 'bout to hit the road, the road |
| I’m 'bout to hit the road, the road |
| She do it for the show, I didn’t even know |
| Sunday night, you call me when you’re drunk |
| Don’t even try, you’ll never touch my soul |
| She made the cut, shawty is a pro |
| Never any love, you do it for the show |
| I’m 'bout to hit the road, the road |
| I’m 'bout to hit the road, the road |
| I’m 'bout to hit the road, the road |
| She do it for the show, I didn’t even know |
| Ooh, Sunday night |