Sins

Worry my sins might catch up, run from me
Worry my sins might catch up, run from me
Worry my sins might catch up, run from me
Back up

I'm still stuck in my past, hate the old me
I still picture your back right in front of me
Should've never beg you right back, what was wrong with me
Now you really gone, just a ghost in my front seat
Zone out in the Lex, not a memory cozy
Gotta quit feeding my lust, let these hoes be
I will never give em my trust they don't know me
Say she wanna come up backstage, ain't a show free
Heard you got a daughter, she was supposed to be for me
I used to be on your page every other week
If you show up on explore, imma feel a way quickly
Let a new girl come along, not the same thing
Broke too many girls but not on purpose
She made me this way but not on purpose
Buried in my ways, I hope it's worth it

Worry my sins might catch up, run from me
Worry my sins might catch up, run from me
Worry my sins might catch up, run from me
Back up



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Writer(s): Jay Coye
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