(Verse 1)

Watching Alex Mack.... Eating apple jacks

plotting on a scheme for this dream... Those snapple 

facts

habitat the clouds, you know what i'm at 

used to be shelters, I don't want them memories back 

just tryna hinder me in fact, I been praying for peace

the beats give me serenity at least.

See... A born Dreamer who love women from Venus

fantasize about arenas, my fam dodging subpoenas 

tryna be the cleanest, plenty of days I had some what 

are those?

'till I learned value's not in clothes.

I propose it's the soul... That's all we got when we go

while man tryna conquer the globe 

we watch humanity corrode in intervals 

why everybody jerks? 

why my momma gotta worry, blood pressure getting worse

so I work! So you & the fam ain't gotta stress

due date with destiny, hope she wear my favorite dress

& perfume success... But nevertheless 



[CHORUS]

Chilling on a Sunday

Dreaming how to get up outta here some way

Love we gone make it one day.... 

How about Sunday? 

I said how about?

How about Sunday? How about Sunday?

Love we gone make it one day, 

So how about Sunday, I say how about... Sunday 



(Verse 2)

Not Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturdaaaaay

Nah, i'm talking Sunday...

The one day, to let the stress go

tho these rappers too plain for mills, what you Creflo? 

Set go!

Like strep throat the flow, more than cold 

on the roll, young life old soul I was told... 

Time gotta wait for it..... 

& too bad you gotta pay for it 

Granny told me pray for it... Got my eyes on them gold 

gates

hearing i'ma breathe of fresh air smell the colgate 

when I illustrate on my blue page 

gotta stay calm, i'm 2 trades from Luke Cage. Chill....



{Break}

How about Sunday? How about Sunday?

Love we gone make it one day, 

how about Sunday, I say how about... Sunday



My Love dressed in a kimono, I been working pro bono 

oh you 2? Been questioning life, some things I don't 

know

But searching for keys around mics

trying different combinations like up left, you down 

right 

outta your mind thinking i'm gone fail! 

I done been through the fire, oh what it's starting to 

hail?

let it rain down... Playing game cube i'm the same dude

who noticed seeds of strange fruit.

Look, they group us in colors divided easy to conquer 

in 64 years, they gone say he a monster on the mic

with wisdom in the flow respect me

got a library of styles come check out the technique...