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Sunday Night
Christian & Gospel
Sunday Night was released on October 4, 2025 by Fernando Pey as a part of the album Church On Sunday
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Release DateOctober 4, 2025
LabelFernando Pey
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM78

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fernando Pey
Fernando Pey
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Fernando Pey
Fernando Pey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Fernando Pey
Fernando Pey
Producer
El Santo Del Valle
El Santo Del Valle
Engineer

Lyrics

Uh, Aye, yes
I'm gonna try to, you know
Get three tracks done
Four tracks done by the end of the night
Before I Sleep, I said, I
Often wonder, what has happened to me
Remember Fernando, how he would happily be
Kickin' freestyles all day back in the street
And pack his backpack with equipment so that he can rap where he be
I remember pullin' up to my homie's crib
Setting up the microphone, right next to my homie's fridge
We were in Sylmar, and we were goin' in
Real hard, before I became emotionless
Every day it's just the same old thing
Goin' into work to get paid, homie
The music that I make, I got to make for me
Cause if I didn't have it, I'd be goin' insane, homie
A million friends in my corner, Fernando Pey don't need
Cause if they don't work like I work, they gon' hate on me
I make it seem easy, but this ain't for a free
I sacrifice time and money, just to make those beats
Why should I go, when I know, that I'll meet fakers
Who gonna follow me, just to unfollow me
A week later
Everybody needs paper
But truthfully
Ask yourself what really bounds your community
Are you showin' love and give it out to others?
Or are you homies cause you live around each other?
So many ideas that I had
Were called too crazy, From my people in the past
Lookin' at me like I'm insane, and ain't change
Matter of fact, Fernando, you should make a name change
I didn't compute all that they stay sayin
To break it down, we ain't on the same wavelength
Ain't sayin' that you gotta be distant, and cut them all off
But realize most folks are all talk
I've out grown, all the small talk
I'd rather talk on my Pod, like Raw Talk and talk shop
Who really want it, the way that I want it, I don't know
Either way, the way that I'm talkin, I gotta go
They are not my partners, not my friends, and they not my bros
It's like I'm gettin' more respect, when I'm in survival mode
No more tellin' everybody, let's go, vamonos
We ain't in the same wavelength, so there's no reason to be talkin' so
I'm not from here, I'm on my own
I'm all alone, cause I was meant to do the impossible
Written by: Fernando Pey
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