[Lyric] ​sunday (Deth Coni)

[Intro]
Hi, Coni
And as we descend, two heroes of this story will rise

[Hook]
Tell on, tell on me
Just know that there's a tell on fee
Nothing in this world is free
They can smell the pack
Smell the pack on me
It feel like Sunday every fucking day
I came in one day, fell in love with your fuckin' face
I see it coming
These days, feel like dying every day
Maybe one day, I'll find all the words I needa say

[Verse]
If we pop out, chops out then chalk's out
Rather lose my head than get to the spot and cop out
She don't wanna talk, shе said she don't fuck with dropouts
I don't wanna talk, these Pods just block out
I'm in thе parlor
Moon, moon shining
Said her name "Triani", our names rhyming
Kisses when she calls me, I'm falling to pieces
Hate it when she does that, I hope she don't see this
[Hook]
Tell on, tell on me
Just know that there's a tell on fee
Nothing in this world is free
They can smell the pack
Smell the pack on me
It feel like Sunday every fucking day
I came in one day, fell in love with your fuckin' face
I see it coming
These days, feel like dying every day
Maybe one day, I'll find all the words I needa say