Sunday – Mac Miller lyrics

Lyrics Sunday – Mac Miller

Sunday lyrics
Countin’ up the minutes that I wasted
I could use a little motivation
Somethin’ that’s gon’ get me out of bed
So I don’t blow my brains out I go and live instead

I don’t need you to call my phone
Tell me that I have somewhere to go
Oh no I’d rather just be alone

Well this world (World world yeah)
This world is crazy
I don’t lift a finger ‘less a motherfucker pay me
I remember always comin’ up short
Like a 5’4″ motherfucker on the court
And now these people wonder “Who that ”
I miss the nuts and bolts I got a loose cap but scr w that
This forward never move back
I’m layin’ n w tracks like brand new weave
Watch me go to work oh yes I’m rollin’ up sleeves (Shit)
Swear that my intentions are correct
I would mention my perspective is intelligent
So yes I have a bit of trouble bein’ benevolent
I let the chip fall off my shoulder I’m so—It’s so irrelevant (Yeah)
My past is my past I move past that
Don’t hold onto shit I ain’t a motherfuckin’ pack rat
Coach put me in the game (Game)
Swear I need a switch-up every day is like the same I’m…

Countin’ up the minutes that I wasted (That I wasted)
I could use a little motivation (Some motivation)
Somethin’ that’s gon’ get me out of bed
So I don’t blow my brains out I go and live instead

I don’t need you to call my phone
Tell me that I have somewhere to go
Oh no I’d rather just be alone

I’m keepin’ track of all this time but it’s slippin’ away
I get you loose spillin’ juice with every minute I made
Some bad decisions but whoops
I went from sittin’ on stoops watchin’ the days go
To sittin’ at the head of the motherfuckin’ table
It either make me stronger or it’s fatal
In that case put some diamonds on my halo
So I can shine fly high I climb
Recently been feelin’ like my mind ain’t mine
I don’t know why sometimes I let my head get the best of me
Wear this crazy life like an accessory
Freshest on the motherfuckin’ planet
But this planet too complex for me to ever understand it so (So)
I belong Han Solo
Glass walls throwin’ stones like Quasimodo
And that’s all folks know that I’m goin’ loco
Can’t blame it on the coco no more
I need my mojo ’til then I’m…

Countin’ up the minutes that I wasted (That I wasted)
I could use a little motivation (Some motivation)
Somethin’ that’s gon’ get me out of bed
So I don’t blow my brains out I go and live instead

I don’t need you to call my phone
Tell me that I have somewhere to go
Oh no I’d rather just be aloneee

Sunday

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Sunday – Mac Miller lyrics
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