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Earl Sweatshirt ft. Frank Ocean - Sunday Lyrics

Navigating the murky waters of fame and relationships, our lyrical duo delivers a raw, introspective piece. Earl Sweatshirt grapples with the paradox of success - a glamorous life that's painfully honest, where he feels lost and dismissive. Frank Ocean's… Read more

Hip-Hop/Rap
Aug 19, 2013
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Sunday Lyrics

I know it don't seem difficult to hit you up
But you not passionate
About half the shit that you into
And I ain't havin' it
And we both know that I don't mean to offend you
I'm just focused today
And I don't know why it's difficult
To admit that I miss you
And I don't know why we argue
And I just hope that you listen
And if I hurt you I'm sorry
The music makes me dismissive
When I'm awake I'm just driftin'
I'm not complainin'
It's just to say that I stay pretty busy, lately
And I could be misbehaving
I just hang with my niggas
I'm fuckin' famous if you forgot, I'm faithful
Despite all what's in my face and my pocket
And this is painfully honest
And when I say it I vomit
On cloudy days when I'm salty
I play the hate to the laundry
State to state for the profit
it ain't a stain on me, nigga
My momma raised me a prophet
I play for dollar incentive
And where I'm walking, it's studded
and half-retarded I stumble
To where she park when she visit
I grab the bottle and chug it
I see the car in the distance
I know the dark isn't coming
For the moment, if I could hold it
She, she seems that

All my dreams got dimmer when I stopped smoking pot
Nightmares got more vivid when I stopped smoking pot
And loving you is a little different
I don't like you a lot
You see, it seems like

I'm coming back I gotta handle business
Vanish to my sleeper seat
left you at terminal three
I'll meet you down at baggage claim
in a couple weeks, a fortnight
When you parade my homecoming, don't cry
You know I can't live in any place I visit
To live and die in LA
I got my Fleetwood Mac, I could get high every day
But I'd be sleepy, OCD and paranoid, so
Give me Bali beach, no molly please
Palm, no marijuana trees
Yo hickeys on my aorta and tattoos you could only see
When I'm playing surfboarder, put whisky in that salt water
I emptied every canteen, just to wear
that straight edge varsity you think's cool
They thought me soft in High School
thank God I'm jagged
Forgot you don't like it rough
I mean he called me a faggot
I was just calling his bluff
I mean how anal am I gon' be when I'm aiming my gun
And why's his mug all bloody, that was a three on one?
Standing ovation at Staples
I got my Grammy's and gold
Polka dots on my brit
I'm not supposed to be stunting
It's all melodic this song
I catch this vibe in my sleep
But I'm just jet-lagged is all, and restless

All my dreams got more vivid when I stopped smoking pot
Nightmares got more vivid when I stopped smoking pot
And loving you is a little different
I don't like you a lot
I mean, fuck

I don't know what we're about
What good is West Coast weather if you're bi-polar?
If I'ma need this sweater
I'd rather be where it's cold
Where it snows
I see how it goes
I put the flowers in bowls
I know they're coming in droves
You'll only miss when it goes
(Yeah, I think that's it)
When it goes

Writer(s): Christopher Breaux, Thebe Kgositsile
Copyright(s): Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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What is the Meaning of Sunday?

Navigating the murky waters of fame and relationships, our lyrical duo delivers a raw, introspective piece. Earl Sweatshirt grapples with the paradox of success - a glamorous life that's painfully honest, where he feels lost and dismissive. Frank Ocean's verses delve into self-transformation; quitting pot enhances his dreams yet exacerbates his nightmares. The song is also a poignant commentary on love; it's not always rosy, sometimes you just 'don't like them a lot'. Ultimately, the track is about seeking solace amid chaos, finding comfort in discomfort, and accepting that life isn’t always sunny even in the West Coast weather. #RawRealities #FameAndLove

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