Sin Again

How the f*ck they gon' hate when we came up from nothing Momma helped me turn nothing to something These niggas act like they be bout' it be bluffing If I tell bro pull up then he coming Can't wife up no thotty body f*ck a treesh Cut her off gave her back to the streets These niggas round me acting fake tryna leach But I guess that shit comes with the breesh F*ck new friends Tryna cop me a couple new bands Feel like popping my shit once again I feel like I'm different from them Sorry momma I'm tryna do better Pray to god that I don't sin again Pray to god that I don't sin again Sorry momma I might sin again Yeaa chh I'm tryna get it Cut sum off cause they ain't see the vision Learned to keep to my self cause these niggas don't get My circle real small now it's only the realest cnd I put my pain in a verse I'm just hoping u feel it I lost Jah I ain't know how to deal with it I put drank in my cup just to heal with it But it didn't heal shit Niggas be pussy acting more like bitches than bitches and I do not get it this shit getting fake Im from a city where niggas gon act like they f*ck with you then turn they back niggas snakes Watch out for jakes niggas federal move like the jakes I told brodie to roll down window ima' smoke this whole blunt to the face I got no more feelings ain't the same ones from Section 1 buildings I be feeling like my life is different big brodie pushing cMGs on the I95 steady whipping it We was down bad on our last steady pivoting I ain't have no damn pot I could piss up in Momma raised a fucking G though of many men I know they want my soul this shit tampering I just feel like niggas don't really respect me like this life shit don't make sense to me cus they gonna uplift you when you down but then degrade you when you up I don't know How the f*ck they gon' hate when we came up from nothing Momma helped me turn nothing to something These niggas act like they be bout' it be bluffing If I tell bro pull up then he coming Can't wife up no thotty body f*ck a treesh Cut her off gave her back to the streets These niggas round me acting fake tryna leach But I guess that shit comes with the breesh F*ck new friends Tryna cop me a couple new bands Feel like popping my shit once again I feel like I'm different from them Sorry momma I'm tryna do better Pray to god that I don't sin again Pray to god that I don't sin again Sorry momma I might sin again (Boat) Yeaa chh I was dead broke Can't be chillin inside of the bricks I just had to go get it, woah cnd now I get death notes cll over my phone Keep my head on a swivel (cyyy)
Still putting Loubs on How we stepping on goons You could really see why my feet's bloody Trust me, I don't do no fake buddy buddy When I ain't have motion you ain't call me muddy I'm a student of the game how I study it Fell in love with this shit, now I have fun with it Even better when I bring all my brothers in Swear I ain't going down, I'll go up again cnd then up again Could I up it then? I can't run with them I might sin again It'd be better to be true to myself again She get wetter when I'm putting it in again Virgil Louis sweater, like how they print it Designer denim only jeans you could see me in Shoutout Mike and Dave they put me on stadiums I guess this the real ultimatum I'm an artist all these songs I done painted em' Jah and Fob on the court like Brown and Tatum When they hate on niggas, all the mind or attention I was never gon' pay em' Had to come a long way From wearing the same clothes everyday Hopping on the red and orange line train I been putting reps in, see the gains, yeah Tell that pussy nigga we could bang, yeah Damn, I guess he gon know (Boat)