20 of the Best Lyrics From Cyhi The Prynce’s ‘No Dope on Sundays’ Album
Seven is regarded by many to be the number that symbolizes completion and if you're of that belief, CyHi The Prynce's journey throughout the record industry may be viewed as less of a burden and more of a blessing in disguise. The Atlanta native first got his big break upon signing to Akon's Konvict Muzik imprint, but it wouldn't be until after Kanye West gave CyHi his coveted cosign and tapped him to be included in his G.O.O.D. Friday series—culminating in an appearance on Yeezy's My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy album—as well as an offer to join G.O.O.D. Music as an artist.
The move would be a high-profile one and put CyHi on the radar of tastemakers and critics alike, leading to the rapper being selected as part of the 2011 XXL Freshman class. The rapper followed in the footsteps of fellow G.O.O.D. Music artists Kid Cudi and Big Sean, both of whom would enjoy careers as platinum-selling artists. CyHi, on the other hand, would bide his time with a string of mixtape releases while lending his pen to Kanye West projects like Yeezus and The Life of Pablo. However, a lack of a release date for his debut album would leave the rapper's career at a standstill.
Now, after years of false starts, CyHi The Prynce's debut album, No Dope on Sundays, has been released and all it requires is a quick listen to realize the project may be overdue, but is more than worth the wait. Pulling out all the stops, with guest appearances by the likes of Kanye West, Pusha T, Schoolboy Q, Travis Scott, 2 Chainz, Jagged Edge, BJ the Chicago Kid, Estelle and Ernestine Johnson, CyHi delivers a riveting debut with No Dope on Sundays, an album that is indicative of its author's skill as a songwriter and his promise as a soloist.
XXL sifts through CyHi The Prynce's anticipated debut and compiles 20 of the most uncut lyrics from No Dope on Sundays that will have listeners fiending for more.
"From where the gangstas die young and the rats die faster/So when my shooter spread, this Mac lives shatter/Ridin' 'round like, 'Who gives a fuck if Black Lives Matter?'/Wash the blood off his hands then get baptized after/I'm the new testament, the last five chapters/And God said He would come back by rapture"
"The story of a journeyer, who made it out the wilderness/No feelings ’cause I met a lot of villains on my pilgrimage/God told me, 'Son, never settle like the pilgrims did'/So I bought a convertible, I don't know where the ceiling is/I'm here to restore the pillages of villages/I brought enough food for thought to feed a million kids"
"Why you think I bank with Chase? I'm everywhere the money move/My Hyundai crews making plays, my operation running smooth/Brought a tool just in case these niggas in a grumpy mood/Oh I heard they 'bout that gunplay, cool we 'bout that gunplay too/My rendezvous made the front page news, I like my hundreds blue/Chucking Jews, taking strippers out of town on honeymoons/Leave they kids with they grandma so they go to Sunday school" - CyHi The Prynce
"Had the trap on Cleveland Ave by the K-Mart, bitch/I brought them bags to the hood and made 'em slang our shit/In Atlanta y'all don't know how good my face card is/Turned the Racetrack on Bouldercrest to a baseball field/It's safe to say it's all real but all my scars is all healed/’Cause I been stabbed in the back more times than Paul Pierce" - CyHi The Prynce
"I'm from the home of the Georgia peach/We had to call Meech if we wanted to order keys/Our blow was from Miami, enjoy the Florida breeze/Got a Zo' pound and broke it down to all quarter P's/Don't run off with the pack, my nigga, we used to torture thieves/Immigrant killers, huh, I think they Portuguese/And ya'll lookin' like some sittin' ducks just a porch of geese" - CyHi The Prynce
"A nigga shot me in the ankle and I ain't kill 'em, ya lucky/Pulled a pistol on me and took my wallet, fuck it/Southside nigga money long as Godby Road/Duffle Bag video was shot in front of Stop-N-Go/Dropped some racks at Avianne and I wore it out the store/Remember Aamaco and Optimo and riding candy coat/See these niggas try to play me off the streets, I can feel it/Hundred thousand for a show so every ten shows that's a milli" - 2 Chainz
"I eat with the partakers, habitual law breakers/Quick with the card capers, we dipped when the cops chased us/Pitchin' the soft got niggas rich as a ball player, medicinal all flavors/To cover up the smell we shipped it in wall paper/Rip it open with a sharp razor, yeah/My OG turned his young Jedi to Darth Vader/A pound is an acre, they taught us to talk safer/And all my niggas strapped, get smoked like a Gar Vega/While you chilling with your bitch that pull up in broad day her" - CyHi The Prynce
"I move around with the broom like a janitor/Pomegranate cannabis, called a play and ran it up/Automatic hammers tucked on every transaction/FedEx the package or I might just Amtrak it/Back and forth to Michigan, I want my grams rapid/Them niggas who tried to write me off can't even pay their taxes" - CyHi The Prynce
"My OG shot him through the door, left him on the street bad/Then he asked me for the check, but not an actual check/For those who not in the streets, just know that means cash/I'm from where a zone is a zipper, and your tone is your trigger/Where your wife is your bitch, and your homies' your niggas/In my city, I'm legend, on my corner, I'm Chipper/Runnin' from the red dogs, we holla Clifford" - CyHi The Prynce
"Flipping half, I like my cars and my women fast/Bitches love my presence 'cause I got the Gift of Gab/My matriarch low mileage, I APR/I need my lady just like a brand new Mercedes car, ha/It's 'bout your lineage, show 'em I'm not your guinea pig/Might fuck a midget and have twins, I'm tryna have too many kids"
"Pulled a Lambo out and then I went and got it baptized/Moved into a neighborhood where I'm the only black guy/Neighbors said they think I gave the neighborhood a black eye/They too worried 'bout what I'm doing so I gotta keep my grass high"
"I'm so anti, I'm so, I'm so anti/Seen my buddy passout, I'm careful who I stand by/All you do is tell stories, you a campfire/You can barely hold your water, you a damn liar/Look at all the haters who came out to see him/I'm fresh to death, my closet is a mausoleum" - CyHi The Prynce
"You want a man who can provide/Look you in your eyes, tell you no lies/Cook on the side in the hood with his guys/Then go to church pay his offerings and tithes/Still hit the club, throw some ones into the sky/If that's what you want come and jump in the ride/He gon' make sure you got somewhere to live/He gon' make sure you got something to drive"
"Imagine if all the rappers were/To get with all the athletes or activists and actors for/A conference in Zaire to meet with all the ambassadors/In the motherland, tell 'em we comin' back for her/America know if we leave, it'd be a massacre/Zimbabwe would be full of drug dealers and traffickers" - CyHi The Prynce
"Tell Tabitha, let a nigga Cleopatra her/So we can build a neighborhood out in Zambia/Tell Khaled to build another one in Tanzania/What if Jay and Bey went and bought some land in Egypt?/And Puffy put a strip of club off the sands of Kenya?/Nu Africa, since America can't stand to see us/Let's show 'em why you never bite the hand that feeds you" - CyHi The Prynce
"I guess my decorum didn't match my aura/Shit, I'm just a bachelor that's tired of running back and forth/With different women, I had my fair share/If I retire, I'm still a Hall of Famer like Gale Sayers/Black bottle nigga, prince of Bel-Air/I need more than a bitch who sell hair/I'm talking healthcare, strip clubs is the new welfare"
"This flow deserve a Kevin Liles/The shit can't help but touch you like a pedophile/My people say I stressed ’em out, so I left the house/Now I'm running the streets with some Detroit players/Running laps around you niggas, I'm on my 7th mile/A special child with some things I need to reconcile/Cydel Young, got my rap name from sellin' loud/’Cause Cyhi got a ring to it like a wedding vow"
"You ever been in the middle of preying on some niggas hoping the Lord forgive you/If I don't go ten times platinum/I'm the closest thing to diamond with rhyming Swarovski crystals/I'm not here for the shits and giggles, tell my sisters that I'm almost home/I hit a triple, got caught for travelin' ’cause I was tryin' make it double/Stayed at the brickhouse, but what's funny the shit was stucco"
"When I was outside in the summer/Back when we was sellin' 3-5 for the hunnid'/Boy, you gotta' get it, can't rely on your momma/Used to wash some cars on the side for some money/'Til I learned my OG's got the pies in abundance/Down 85, get a thousand an onion" - CyHi The Prynce
"Put my momma' in that new thing/My father like Obama with the suit game/Niggas wanna know how much my funds worth, fuck around and got 'em Mulsanne/We ain't hit the club with the loose change/Me and all my Wu-Tang/This bitch could be empty tonight, just as long as all my crew came" - CyHi The Prynce