DP Bandz, Midda Mac - Sunday Services Lyrics

Yeah DP
It's really pain music
What's good Mac
Sunday Service, you know how granny take you to church and shit
Went through pain and worse
That demon came after church
Granny always prayed for better days stay humble first
Learn from yo wrongs cause being right can get you merked
I done seen to much family laying down in church
Had to be smart and lay low and figure shit gone work
I remember wen I said fuck a job but still had to work
Tryna sail off finesse da game
Tryna move on a different level and jus stay in my lane
See life book this chapter one I’m skipping through the page
Nah let’s elaborate
I’m Single parent raised
My father hate the way I am but love what I became
Yea you thought me how to fly but I had to earn my wings
See life is good but it ain’t nothing like they make it seem
If you wanna chase your dreams get used to loosing sleep
If You got plans of being rich, you best stop being cheap
See everybody gotta eat I can’t give nun for free
And If I pay for everybody who gon pay for me
Ain’t nobody could ever say they never ate wit me
I don’t believe in breaking bread nobody broke wit me
Cuz if I’m down on my last who gon go broke with me
And I know it’s EBE
that means everybody eat
But I can’t supply the feast and pay the member fee
How the hell you don’t pray for me but pray I brake a B
How you asking for a piece ain’t help me make the B
Went through pain and worse
That demon came after church
Granny always prayed for better days stay humble first
Learn from yo wrongs cause being right can get you merked
I done seen to much family laying down in church
Had to be smart and lay low and figure shit gone work
I remember wen I said fuck a job but still had to work
Tryna sail off finesse da game
Tryna move on a different level and jus stay in my lane
Sunday services turned to Sunday serves
I understand the fam gon float based on what I earn
I gave my word forever solid gotta keep it firm
Every loss it was a lesson Cuz you live learn
You gon crash and burn If only ash could burn
I probably smoke the pain
I probably smoke the next nigga don’t say my name in vane
But back to what I’m saying
I understand the streets a cycle gotta have a plan
Ain’t have the upper hand
I upped a couple grams
15 20 dimes can’t even front ya manz
I understand what pressure brings
I’m used to all em things
15 20 thou can’t even feed the fam
You gotta eat to break bread can’t have an empty hand
Broke 50 cent with many men
Ain’t never once complained
Cursed with a pen Blessed with a gift
My feelings in my hands
Blood rushing down my veins
I’m writing down my pain.
Went through pain and worse
That demon came after church
Granny always prayed for better days stay humble first
Learn from yo wrongs cause being right can get you merked
I done seen to much family laying down in church
Had to be smart and lay low and figure shit gone work
I remember wen I said fuck a job but still had to work
Tryna sail off finesse da game
Tryna move on a different level and jus stay in my lane

Yeah DP
It's really pain music
What's good Mac
Sunday Service, you know how granny take you to church and shit
Went through pain and worse
That demon came after church
Granny always prayed for better days stay humble first
Learn from yo wrongs cause being right can get you merked
I done seen to much family laying down in church
Had to be smart and lay low and figure shit gone work
I remember wen I said fuck a job but still had to work
Tryna sail off finesse da game
Tryna move on a different level and jus stay in my lane
See life book this chapter one I’m skipping through the page
Nah let’s elaborate
I’m Single parent raised
My father hate the way I am but love what I became
Yea you thought me how to fly but I had to earn my wings
See life is good but it ain’t nothing like they make it seem
If you wanna chase your dreams get used to loosing sleep
If You got plans of being rich, you best stop being cheap
See everybody gotta eat I can’t give nun for free
And If I pay for everybody who gon pay for me
Ain’t nobody could ever say they never ate wit me
I don’t believe in breaking bread nobody broke wit me
Cuz if I’m down on my last who gon go broke with me
And I know it’s EBE
that means everybody eat
But I can’t supply the feast and pay the member fee
How the hell you don’t pray for me but pray I brake a B
How you asking for a piece ain’t help me make the B
Went through pain and worse
That demon came after church
Granny always prayed for better days stay humble first
Learn from yo wrongs cause being right can get you merked
I done seen to much family laying down in church
Had to be smart and lay low and figure shit gone work
I remember wen I said fuck a job but still had to work
Tryna sail off finesse da game
Tryna move on a different level and jus stay in my lane
Sunday services turned to Sunday serves
I understand the fam gon float based on what I earn
I gave my word forever solid gotta keep it firm
Every loss it was a lesson Cuz you live learn
You gon crash and burn If only ash could burn
I probably smoke the pain
I probably smoke the next nigga don’t say my name in vane
But back to what I’m saying
I understand the streets a cycle gotta have a plan
Ain’t have the upper hand
I upped a couple grams
15 20 dimes can’t even front ya manz
I understand what pressure brings
I’m used to all em things
15 20 thou can’t even feed the fam
You gotta eat to break bread can’t have an empty hand
Broke 50 cent with many men
Ain’t never once complained
Cursed with a pen Blessed with a gift
My feelings in my hands
Blood rushing down my veins
I’m writing down my pain.
Went through pain and worse
That demon came after church
Granny always prayed for better days stay humble first
Learn from yo wrongs cause being right can get you merked
I done seen to much family laying down in church
Had to be smart and lay low and figure shit gone work
I remember wen I said fuck a job but still had to work
Tryna sail off finesse da game
Tryna move on a different level and jus stay in my lane