Sunday Morning
Bossa A.M. Lyrics
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Answer how you let the envy fuck your whole team up
Niggas swear they always down but they ain't never seen up
Even if we all fuck her how she get between us
Even if it be my last I'm a split this cheese up
Answer how you gave him heat when you know he gone freeze up
Brody went behind my back he must be scared to speak up
We can't leave our dog behind that nigga said he need us
Thought this was a pain pill this my 11th perc
Answer how I gave you work but it don't never work
Instead of investing in a bag you bought a bitch a purse
And all these hoes gon ask for shit and ask her nigga first
All she know you got that bag you sold her nigga work
I told him not to wife that bitch she fucked his nigga first
These hoes ain't seen me no Jay Pays I put my niggas first
And niggas talk that love shit but they don't love shit
Give a fuck about his blood get his cuz hit
Man he was jealous bout some bitch it wasn't no drug shit
The hate you niggas giving out don't be no thug shit
Answer if we really family how the fuck we scheme us
Answer how you let the envy fuck your whole team up
Niggas swear they always down but they ain't never seen up
Even if we all fuck her how she get between us
Even if it be my last I'm a split this cheese up
Answer how you gave him heat when you know he gone freeze up
Brody went behind my back he must be scared to speak up
We can't leave our dog behind that nigga said he need us
They gon always say I'm wrong guess I'm never right
I bought that pussy how you acting like you ever wife
My niggas got too many friends I'm the jealous type
You boys can't tell what's real or fake it give me telling vibes
Answer if we really family how the fuck we scheme us
Answer how you let the envy fuck your whole team up
Niggas swear they always down but they ain't never seen up
Even if we all fuck her how she get between us
Even if it be my last I'm a split this cheese up
Answer how you gave him heat when you know he gone freeze up
Brody went behind my back he must be scared to speak up
We can't leave our dog behind that nigga said he need us
The lyrics of Bossa A.M.’s “Sunday Morning” touch upon the theme of betrayal and loyalty among friends. The key message of the song is centered around questioning the concept of true friendship and family. The rapper questions their loyalty and integrity saying that if they were really family, they would not scheme against each other. Also, the artist accuses some people of letting envy blind them towards their team and not supporting them when they need it the most.
The lyrics also touch upon trust issues between friends as the rapper talks about how people may not always be truthful about their intentions or actions. Whether it's secretly talking behind someone's back or not having their back when they need it most, the rapper seems to suggest that these cannot be the characteristics of a true friend. Finally, the lyrics also give a glimpse into the rapper's world where drugs and violence seem to be a part of everyday routine.
Line by Line Meaning
Answer if we really family how the fuck we scheme us
Questioning the loyalty of those who claim to be close and asking how they could betray their own kin
Answer how you let the envy fuck your whole team up
Asking how jealousy could destroy the unity of a group, leading to its downfall
Niggas swear they always down but they ain't never seen up
People claim to always have your back, but they haven't been there to support you when you needed it most
Even if we all fuck her how she get between us
Even if we all did something together, how could one individual come between us and ruin what we have?
Even if it be my last I'm a split this cheese up
Even if it's the last thing I do, I'll divide the money equally
Answer how you gave him heat when you know he gone freeze up
Asking why give someone something they can't handle or aren't ready for
Brody went behind my back he must be scared to speak up
Someone went behind my back, so they must have been too afraid to speak their mind or be honest
We can't leave our dog behind that nigga said he need us
We can't abandon our friend who said they need our help
They gon always say I'm mad guess I never hurt
People will always assume I'm angry, but they don't understand the pain I'm feeling
Thought this was a pain pill this my 11th perc
Mistakenly thought something would take away the pain, but it's not working and I've resorted to taking my eleventh Percocet
Answer how I gave you work but it don't never work
Asking why something given to someone doesn't seem to work or have the intended effect
Instead of investing in a bag you bought a bitch a purse
Rather than investing in something worthwhile, you wasted money on someone who doesn't appreciate it
And all these hoes gon ask for shit and ask her nigga first
All these women expect to receive things and will ask their man first
All she know you got that bag you sold her nigga work
All she cares about is that you have money, and you're willing to sell drugs to get it
I told him not to wife that bitch she fucked his nigga first
Warned him not to commit to the woman who slept with his friend before him
These hoes ain't seen me no Jay Pays I put my niggas first
These women haven't seen me in any fancy cars or clothes, I prioritize my friends over material possessions
And niggas talk that love shit but they don't love shit
People can talk about love all they want, but their actions don't reflect it
Give a fuck about his blood get his cuz hit
Don't care if someone is family, if they're involved in something negative then their cousin will also be targeted
Man he was jealous bout some bitch it wasn't no drug shit
He was jealous about a woman, it had nothing to do with drugs or money
The hate you niggas giving out don't be no thug shit
The hate being spread around isn't part of being a true gangster or thug
I bought that pussy how you acting like you ever wife
I paid for sex, why are you pretending like we're in a real relationship?
My niggas got too many friends I'm the jealous type
My friends have too many other friends and it makes me jealous that I'm not their only close friend
You boys can't tell what's real or fake it give me telling vibes
You guys can't distinguish between what's true or false, and that gives me a bad feeling
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Written by: Clete Robinson
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