Born Sinner

Forgive me for my sins
They ain't praying no more
Lord forgive me for my sins
They ain't praying no more
Lord forgive me for my sins
They ain't praying no more
I went crazy on a chain
Up in the jewelry store
But please forgive me for my sins
I just hope you should know
I stay high I'm always fly
And I'm addicted to clothes
Put my arm around my shawty
She know we gotta go
Pull up on em at the party
Then I give em a show

Aye
Niggas don't want no press
No beef
No mess
Can't sleep
Gon stress
No heat
No vest
In streets got rep
Boy watch yo step
Fuck around get left
Nigga I'm tired
Fuck niggas rhymes
Thinking they got lines
Boy how you signed?
Head of my class
I won't even trying
Cheffing like Curry
30 in his prime
Need to cool off
I been feeling myself
Been chasing that bag
I'm seeing that wealth
I'm smoking my greens
I'm keeping my health
My moves to clean
Ain't seeing my stealth
That boy locked in
My key on my belt
If I keep on spitting
These speakers gon melt
Better ice me out
Just to freeze myself
Make a patek unthaw
Like a breeze gon help
2022 where the whip so nice
That you already know seat heat themselves
When a nigga pull off
Feeling warm as a bitch
Gotta hoe givin top
I don't beat myself
One outta ten
Boy he on twelve
What they say about me
Boy he excel
No software in him
Just geeked propel
I keep snapping off
If the beat gon fail
Nigga like me
Yea he gon sell
I gotta lil bitch with DSL's
Make her own money
Don't need no help
When you gotta bad bitch
She can feed herself
Look how I stretch the rhymes
My nigga I swear be passing dimes
Get a new chick just to past the time
Last one was cute she was actress fine
I'm keeping the new one classified
Cause she too bad from Palestine
And that ain't no cap
Niggas just talk that shit
Cause they know that the rap is mine
Mad over hoes you ain't mad at mine

Ya mad at hoes you ain't mad at mine



Credits
Writer(s): Nigel Archer
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