Rileyc4r - Sunday Lyrics

It's Sunday
Momma I can't wake up
You really go force me to
Goto church, huh?
What if i just want to praise
Allah, huh?
What if i believe in others
Gods huh?
You didn't cause you don't
Think about me

I don't wanna go to church
Momma
I don't wanna go to church
Momma

I can't wake up
Momma
I was way too busy
Turning up
Way too busy rolling up
I was living best life
Even though
Living my best life
Means biblically i'm
Living my worst life
Woah
Tell the reverent
Tell the reverent that
I'm sick or something
Just because I don't
Want to go to church
Don't mean
I'm 666 or something
Really want to leave the
Life of sin
But I can't look away
But I see that gin
I can't swim away
Cause i lost my fin

It's Sunday
Momma I can't wake up
You really go force me to
Goto church, huh?
What if i just want to praise
Allah, huh?
What if i believe in others
Gods huh?
You didn't cause you don't
Think about me

I don't wanna go to church
Momma
I don't wanna go to church
Momma