Sinz

Riddin round’ wit all of my sinnz Rollin slow blowin smoke up in the wind Now my tempo all in slow motion again Over again Over again Always gone give my opinion  and give you my feelings  It’s straight from the heart  Whenever I’m picking your brain  it’s cuz I don’t want you to pick me apart  I ain’t so good with the games  I should’ve been real wit you right from the start  still shoot my shot like I’m Hardaway feeling like giving my heart away  sins in the backseat  waiting to attack me  never been a taxi  get them gone running like track meet playing, no athlete angels they back me  do no wrong  heart on the line then i’m winning the race  still on my back then I pick up the pace  my motion is slow, I’m just giving you space  confessing my soul and my sins to your face  Round we go Round in circles All we know Is what makes us comfortable  Please make up your mind  Riddin round’ wit all of my sinnz Rollin slow blowin smoke up in the wind Now my tempo all in slow motion again Over again Over again ’m outside, in the ride Speakers blasting baby Wanna slide with my love Please don’t keep me waiting Tryna put you on to something Your bestfriend prone to stunting Mad that I’m always calling Mad that her boyfriend stalling Took the time to read the signs and now it’s destined for us Yeah we took some trips but now It’s gonna take us some trust “My man, my man, my man” Now that’s all she be saying This that new love leave a nigga screwed up. You be playing games Baby I’m the one for you Cooking in the kitchen Lick the plate a meal for two Making bad decisions  You be playing games baby Riddin round’ wit all of my sinnz Rollin slow blowin smoke up in the wind Now my tempo all in slow motion again Over again Over again Round we go Round in circles All we know Is what makes us comfortable  Please make up your mind  Playing games  We both know just how it ends  Mhmmm Please make up your mind