Sunday Lyrics by KYLE
Pulled up Sunday
You told me something, but it felt funny
You’re not the type
To look away when you say you love me
Things ain’t been the best I know yea
Trust me you’re not on your own girl
I feel the same way
I feel the exact same thing
I gotta keep it real
Love for you is something I don’t feel
Gotta let you know I feel identical
Just like your clone, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Started vibing on Monday
Then you started trippin’ on Tuesday
And now we making love by Wednesday
And even Thursday and Friday and Saturday
You tell me that we breaking up on Sunday
How you was off me
You was just on me
You know you want these hands all on your body
Why you be fronting like I don’t keep it saucy?
You don’t even answer when I’m calling
How you was off me
You was just on me
You know you want these hands all on your body
Why you be fronting like I don’t keep it saucy?
Why you gotta lie and tell ya friends that we done for?
Just the other night you was laid up in my condo
If I call your line, bet you’re pulling up pronto
Said I’d never hit again, but then I hit it once more
End of the day
With you by the end of the night
So many ways, baby tryna pick a fight
Is you fucking with it?
Gotta let me know shorty
First you on my head and then you won’t be
I gotta keep it real
Love for you is something I don’t feel
I gotta let you know I feel identical
Just like your clone yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Started vibing on Monday
Then you started trippin’ on Tuesday
And now we making love by Wednesday
And even Thursday and Friday and Saturday
You tell me that we breaking up on Sunday
How you was off me
You was just on me
You know you want these hands all on your body
Why you be fronting like I don’t keep it saucy?
You don’t even answer when I’m calling
How you was off me
You was just on me
You know you want these hands all on your body
Why you be fronting like I don’t keep it saucy?