Sins

We're going to hell We're going to hell What are your sins? Confess them to me Tell me everything Where have you been? You gotta stop your evil deeds Tell me everything No influence We under that No lifestyle Can trust in that Just wanna be a rockstar Smash the guitar Doing all explicit With the girl from the bar You know the one who looking Like a mila Or a Miley Or a Theresa with a body Of a goddess or maybe mrs clause Either way she looking beautiful So I'll throw up 5 words Can I get your number? Days later no reply F*ck that bitch let her die What are your sins? Confess them to me Tell me everything Where have you been? You gotta stop your evil deeds Tell me everything The bass he supplying Is fucking up my noggin I need to be jogging I need to be logged in For your entertainment I'll feel so alone With a conscious paper Just a notebook full of lost hope And a 100 different pages Need to write out my life Leave these stories for my children Just so they can see what I'm like Before they entered my life ight Don't play me out You looking trash Don't listen to that Bullshit slap What are your sins? Confess them to me Tell me everything Where have you been? You gotta stop your evil deeds Tell me everything I got the sauce Mother-fucker What you take me for? The God-feed in full effect Fucked your bae raw Now we feeling fucking fucked Off this new rap blunt Talking mixtapes Vinyl albums Big ass plaques Hundred stands of fans Full effect This life is but a movie With no special effects Just a drama going crazy Let's smoke up Let's go off Let's make a plan Smoke it all up Go off Out again What are your sins? Confess them to me Tell me everything Where have you been? You gotta stop your evil deeds Tell me everything