Sinna

Texting you saying the obvious
It's a lot of it that I can't hold
Gotta demon in the bed enough said
Yeah I might hit the road
Wash the pain with liquor
Get faded up like some clippers
Tired of all the talking
I want you outta the picture
One step one step
Addicted to sinnas
I'm feeling regrets

You don't how I'm feeling okay
You don't know the reasons
I've been this way
See I can't change got a few mains we all stay the same okay
See the change is the only thing I'm changing
Blue faces only thing I'm chasing
Cuz lately
I can't really find the lane that I'm craving
Hoping off that 95 my guys gon ride oh yea yea
Need to live my life not live to die I'm too alive
Need some diamonds for the pain cuz I'm cold in the heart okay
I might just need that drank
Aye pour me up I need some space
Liquor in my tummy it's that Don Julio
I'm just tryna Mack some honeys when I'm off on the road
Hit my phone I'm telling them where you wanna go
They be sick in the head but I'm sick with the flow
Need some medicine shit dawg pour me a fourth
Need that cup cuz what I'm feeling I ain't feeling no more
I ain't feeling no more
I ain't feeling no more

Texting you saying the obvious
It's a lot of it that I can't hold
Gotta demon in the bed enough said
Yeah I might hit the road
Wash the pain with liquor
Get faded up like some clippers
Tired of all the talking
I want you outta the picture
One step one step
Addicted to sinnas
I'm feeling regrets

Popping bottles getting lose
She give me head just like a scholar
Boy I got her it's a million other bitches that'll follow
It's a trend and they wonder they following the man okay
Why they following the man understand it's a complex living Da Vinci couldn't have Painted it I've been on a mission you sitting I can't be waiting it
Every second goes by and I wonder how I'll make it shit
I'll tell you how it is
I gotta couple lose screws
Mhm
You know I've been playing this shit
Uh Sega Genesis I slide right in this bitch
Ain't no hiding boy we live in this bitch
On my guys we just ride till the night going dim
Oh my god I'm too fly like the lights on the 5th
Imma ride away
Yeah Yeah
Imma ride away
All my thoughts clogged like a blood clot
One shot have you sitting down there like a bus stop
Mhm
Gotta rush to the fame cuz the game got you scrambling
Only a couple little things that I'm handling so imma handle this
And leave the rest to critics
You a fan of this
You a fan of this
So sit back relax and jam to this

Texting you saying the obvious
It's a lot of it that I can't hold
Gotta demon in the bed enough said
Yeah I might hit the road
Wash the pain with liquor
Get faded up like some clippers
Tired of all the talking
I want you outta the picture
One step one step
Addicted to sinnas
I'm feeling regrets



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Writer(s): Andres Villasmil
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