Hook:

The devil plotting put a bounty on me pray I fail
Burden heavy on my shoulders bet I tip the scale
But never frail, I walk around like life is do or die
Sick feeling every Sunday still I touch the sky
The devil plotting put a bounty on me pray I fail
Burden heavy on my shoulders bet I tip the scale
But never frail, I walk around like life is do or die
Sick feeling every Sunday still I touch the sky

Verse 1:

Woke up Sunday morning with destiny at my doorway
Skeletons in my closet
Silent screams from the hallway
The nerve of this nigga' he cheated death
Residual effects compete with my every step
Took that first trip back to the Brook
Took a look, in the mirror can’t lie I was shook
Look like a book
Easily read
You could see the stories on my forehead
Think of my nigga' Munch and all the shit that he said
'Bout his past, made me think, man I could have took a different route
Happy I made it back in one piece and I’m out
But who knew
Shit would turn to a zoo
I keep it true
Went to church my first Sunday back with mom dukes
Thought the hell that I put her through, cried in the pews
Thank God that He clearing my view, that’s good news
Now I’m back on my bully and lounging back in my habitat
And everything I lost on that journey bet you I get it back twofold

Hook:

The devil plotting put a bounty on me pray I fail
Burden heavy on my shoulders bet I tip the scale
But never frail, I walk around like life is do or die
Sick feeling every Sunday still I touch the sky
The devil plotting put a bounty on me pray I fail
Burden heavy on my shoulders bet I tip the scale
But never frail, I walk around like life is do or die
Sick feeling every Sunday still I touch the sky
Just Resurrect Me

Verse 2:

This Armageddon
Niggas forgetting
I was lost in the sauce investing time in forbidden’s now
I’m on a mission, no charity case
Up in Xyayx with Gucci and Dyme in the place
Had to apologize to Rico for leaving the chase
Had goals for this music shit I left with no breaks
Wheels running, tank on E, had the fill up
Fuck a car, hopped on my horse now giddy up
Missing shorty, but she on some shit
Still tryna' rip me
Played me out
Told me she pregnant, it wasn’t me
She knew, boo hoo oh well, love lost
Just focus, got a lot to make up at all cost
No boss gon' make me feel less than whatever
Got purpose, I’m a god on this surface, He taught me a better
A second chance
Ain’t nothing to sneeze at for real
Never looking down
This battle been constantly uphill
You feel
Chill

Hook:

The devil plotting put a bounty on me pray I fail
Burden heavy on my shoulders bet I tip the scale
But never frail, I walk around like life is do or die
Sick feeling every Sunday still I touch the sky
The devil plotting put a bounty on me pray I fail
Burden heavy on my shoulders bet I tip the scale
But never frail, I walk around like life is do or die
Sick feeling every Sunday still I touch the sky
Just Resurrect Me