Wow! That's new music to me!

It's Sunday and I'm fine
Told myself I'd be productive, do the laundry, meal prep
Watched six hours of nothing, ordered Postmates instead
It's Sunday and I'm fine
Weekend's over, didn't leave the house once
Nothing's wrong, nothing's right
It's just Sunday

Sunday

Candy paint, but the rust still show
I just learned to make the cracks look cold
Yeah, I’m ridin’ clean through what I know
Whole lotta hurt under this glow
Candy paint, but I still bleed real
Can’t fake what the grind revealed
If it look too sweet, that’s steel
Candy paint don’t hide what I feel

Candy Paint

Don't Wait Up

Pressure Point

Cold Call

What It Took

Houston Texas but the pain made me. I do it for the love the game.

Sunday

TriLL