Sinners Prayer

Lately I been fighting demons so it ain't no sleep
Cock back pistols pray to lord bless my soul to keep
Nigga's be creep so if they kill me and I don't wake
My nigga's better swang his door and shoot em n his face
Our father who art n heaven
Know my intentions for he get me gotta bless em
Our father please forgive it
Left me in this cold world lately I been living wicked

Fell out my bag lately I been in my feelings
Done lost
A lot of ppl no carona but from killings
I can't
Never understand why a fuck nigga so willing
To hate
On another man but don't know what it took it to get it
I swea I done traveled long dark roads in these trenches
Prolly why I never gave a fuck about appearance or these bitches
I swea
I get tired of my mama crying
Waiting on my compensation done put to much time in
If you gone hold me down wear yo crown never reframe
I don't care how much weight you gain ima love you the same
If ima treat you like a queen why treat me like a lame
Paid you my heart but you play games I let you keep the change
Slow roll the windows hit the lights make sure that you creep
Man fuck this hop out the whip ima get em on feet
Pull out that cutter for his line up get em on fleek
Leave no witness if I get caught nobody make a peep

Lately I been fighting demons so it ain't no sleep
Cock back pistols pray to lord bless my soul to keep
Nigga's be creep so if they kill me and I don't wake
My nigga's better swang his door and shoot em n his face
Our father who art n heaven
Know my intentions for he get me gotta bless em
Our father please forgive it
Left me in this cold world lately I been living wicked



Credits
Writer(s): Joshua Johnson
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