Sinner
Just fucked your main bitch
She loves sucking on my dick
Lick and spit all over it
Confined in all this ignorance
Drugs got me feeling so obsessed
Devilish lifestyle with no regrets
Call me morning star
I'm the fuckin...
No stress fuck the rest
I'm on the move
Always got time to improve
Y'all can't do what I do
EMO shit got me hanging loose
On the fuckin noose
Blame it on the purple juice
Loving all this drug abuse what's the use
Staying alive not 25 but I wanna die
Can feel it in my spine all the time
Gotta go out and do the crime
Never gonna be fine just want the fame
With my own fuckin' lane
I know I'm insane
Just sold my soul for a few bank rolls
And some fuckin white hoes
Who love that fuckin white snow
All these bars got me moving so slow
Got my head hanging so low
Been living my life solo
Triple six is the new fuckin motto
All these uppers got me going psycho
I'm that evil soul in the fuckin shadows
That ice cold killer climbing through your window
That executioner over at the gallows
All my life never gave a damn
Always offer one or two fuckin xans
Stuck in this drug influenced fuckin trance
In this life I never had a chance
Stuck with the devil in the same old fuckin dance
All these problems got me going so fuckin mad
Fuck feeling sad
Time to let it out
Hollow point rounds
I'm no killer but I love them fuckin gun sounds
I'll dig your grave six feet in the fucking ground
Followed with the devils hell hounds
I know I'm hell bound
She loves sucking on my dick
Lick and spit all over it
Confined in all this ignorance
Drugs got me feeling so obsessed
Devilish lifestyle with no regrets
Call me morning star
I'm the fuckin...
No stress fuck the rest
I'm on the move
Always got time to improve
Y'all can't do what I do
EMO shit got me hanging loose
On the fuckin noose
Blame it on the purple juice
Loving all this drug abuse what's the use
Staying alive not 25 but I wanna die
Can feel it in my spine all the time
Gotta go out and do the crime
Never gonna be fine just want the fame
With my own fuckin' lane
I know I'm insane
Just sold my soul for a few bank rolls
And some fuckin white hoes
Who love that fuckin white snow
All these bars got me moving so slow
Got my head hanging so low
Been living my life solo
Triple six is the new fuckin motto
All these uppers got me going psycho
I'm that evil soul in the fuckin shadows
That ice cold killer climbing through your window
That executioner over at the gallows
All my life never gave a damn
Always offer one or two fuckin xans
Stuck in this drug influenced fuckin trance
In this life I never had a chance
Stuck with the devil in the same old fuckin dance
All these problems got me going so fuckin mad
Fuck feeling sad
Time to let it out
Hollow point rounds
I'm no killer but I love them fuckin gun sounds
I'll dig your grave six feet in the fucking ground
Followed with the devils hell hounds
I know I'm hell bound
Credits
Writer(s): Guersom Sinner
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