Sunday Night – Ameer Vann

I be on that kryptonite
I be on that shit they like
I be slidin’ on them, blazin’, faded on a Sunday night
Shinin’ like my neon lights, can I stay at your crib tonight?
Trippin’, I’m hallucinatin’, usually, I make music baby

I’ma moonwalk like Mike tonight
Knock a nigga out like a Tyson fight
My cousin got locked for the China White
I’ma make a mill’ ‘fore I’m 25
Ride around town with a .45
Try to kill me but I’m still alive
Same old me but the praise is high
Crashed my truck but I still survive

I be on that kryptonite
I be on that shit they like
I be slidin’ on them, blazin’, faded on a Sunday night
Shinin’ like my neon lights, can I stay at your crib tonight?
Trippin’, I’m hallucinatin’, usually, I make music baby

You don’t make enough to really fuck with me
Get high then fly with the birds and bees
Excuse me, please
Is that your car? Can I see it, please?
Mouth on froze like it’s two degrees
You a damn fool, come and fool with me
I don’t like you ’cause you rude to me
I just got money so it’s new to me
Life real sad so it’s blue to me
Weed real loud, so it’s cool with me, I buy jewelry
Beat gon’ drop, come and move with me
You can see me on the movie screen
Real nice car with a beauty in it
Turn my girl ‘to a millionaire
Real nice guy but I’m barely there, I might disappear
Close my eyes but it’s very clear
I see ghosts when I step in here
Everythin’ change when the money there
Things ain’t change for a hundred years, I’m finally here

I be on that kryptonite
I be on that shit they like
I be slidin’ on them, blazin’, faded on a Sunday night
Shinin’ like my neon lights, can I stay at your crib tonight?
Trippin’, I’m hallucinatin’, usually, I make music baby

Messiah here, I’m Emmanuel
Shine this light on a dirty world
Niggas try to play like their money good
I do shit that they wish they could
Niggas supposed to stick up for their family but we see they don’t
I got all that gutter and that meaning that they fiending for
Niggas supposed to stick up for their brothers but we see they don’t
I got all that gutter and that meaning that they fiending for

I be on that kryptonite
I be on that shit they like
I be slidin’ on them, blazin’, faded on a Sunday night
Shinin’ like my neon lights, can I stay at your crib tonight?
Trippin’, I’m hallucinatin’, usually, I make music baby
I be on that kryptonite
I be on that shit they like
I be slidin’ on them, blazin’, faded on a Sunday night
Shinin’ like my neon lights, can I stay at your crib tonight?
Trippin’, I’m hallucinatin’, usually, I make music baby