Sunday Morning

It's Sunday morning, I'm just taking my time.. Relaxing … chilling Maybe pour me some wine I don't want Nothing too loud Stop all that hollering crying I've Been Plotting working dreaming Cause this world here is mine Man You niggas Better come correct This my city, watch ya step Watch ya mouth srespect And You already know what's next So please don't overstep Make yourself useful …. a Scotch on the rocks Got me feeling real youthful I went out east to my cousins Incase i need me a burner Go out out west with my nigga He's a high income earner Crime pays and his daughters gotta eat That's my niece So I'm riding with him there In the passenger seat All our adventures, all the laughs dawg The memories That time I got locked up Soon as a nigga turned 18 It's just this the life I lived man Some know what I mean… All the deaths The pain I felt, all the violence I seen All the way from Post road To Allisonville I went to Tindley out east But aunty stayed in Haughville Momma died when I was young Still wishing you was still here Shit got real for a nigga Ya don't know how it feels… See ya cousin you grew up with Smacked up off dope My big cousin being pimped out In these streets aint no joke So it's you either gone float … swim Or you gone drown And remember If they don't know your dreams then they can't shoot 'em down… Look I ain't don't yet.. My family got the biggest church It's so pretty My grandpa played monopoly All throughout the city Legacy Legacy Got the board and committee Ha.. Cheers to the life of being a Henry…