Born Again
Ain't no drop of angel in me
It's a blessing that my mom was so damn patient with me
Raised right but my heart was filled with wrath and envy
So I daydreamed about throwing hands and busting semi's
Went toe to toe wit all my enemies
Fueled with negative memories
Hard to see who was friends with me
Demons I fought befriended me
Fighting was my first remedy
I was hurting tremendously
But niggas kept on testing me
Triggering pent up energy
Then the music played and it turned into my therapy
Beats soothed my soul and lyrics showing me clarity
MJ showed the man in my mirror and it was scaring me
I knew I had to stop making momma cry and my brother bleed
Went from throwing right hooks to learning how to write hooks
I ain't on no new wave, I'm old school with the sky hook
This ain't just a song, this the first chapter of my book
I'm steady climbing up, so I know just how the sky look
Ain't no angel I was born to sin
Took my losses hard I was born to win
Went through the hardest pain I was torn again
Put the pen to the pad I was born again
Ain't no angel I was born to sin
Took my losses hard I was born to win
Went through the hardest pain I was torn again
Put the pen to the pad I was born again
Rap saved my life and I can never pay it back
When that mic touched my hand, I jus knew I'd get attach
Feel like grandmaster flash, when he scratched his first track
Matter fact
Feel like HOVA when he got his first plaque
No cap
18 but I feel so old
I know I'm a sinner, but this hell so cold
Sipped on alcohol just to warm my soul
So I call Post Malone just to pour some more
Let me
Let me
Let me go some more
I can't relax, I don't coast no more
Got my confidence back, finna boast some more
Shawty mad telling me not to ghost no more
But like Hamilton I'm writing like I'm running outta time
Cuz they gunning for my head, tryna stop my grind
Got a lot on my plate, got a lot on my mind
Just let the music play, and I'll be just fine
Ain't no angel I was born to sin
Took my losses hard I was born to win
Went through the hardest pain I was torn again
Put the pen to the pad I was born again
(I ain't no angel I was born to sin
Took my losses hard I was born to win
Went through the hardest pain I was torn again
Put the pen to the pad I was born again)
It's a blessing that my mom was so damn patient with me
Raised right but my heart was filled with wrath and envy
So I daydreamed about throwing hands and busting semi's
Went toe to toe wit all my enemies
Fueled with negative memories
Hard to see who was friends with me
Demons I fought befriended me
Fighting was my first remedy
I was hurting tremendously
But niggas kept on testing me
Triggering pent up energy
Then the music played and it turned into my therapy
Beats soothed my soul and lyrics showing me clarity
MJ showed the man in my mirror and it was scaring me
I knew I had to stop making momma cry and my brother bleed
Went from throwing right hooks to learning how to write hooks
I ain't on no new wave, I'm old school with the sky hook
This ain't just a song, this the first chapter of my book
I'm steady climbing up, so I know just how the sky look
Ain't no angel I was born to sin
Took my losses hard I was born to win
Went through the hardest pain I was torn again
Put the pen to the pad I was born again
Ain't no angel I was born to sin
Took my losses hard I was born to win
Went through the hardest pain I was torn again
Put the pen to the pad I was born again
Rap saved my life and I can never pay it back
When that mic touched my hand, I jus knew I'd get attach
Feel like grandmaster flash, when he scratched his first track
Matter fact
Feel like HOVA when he got his first plaque
No cap
18 but I feel so old
I know I'm a sinner, but this hell so cold
Sipped on alcohol just to warm my soul
So I call Post Malone just to pour some more
Let me
Let me
Let me go some more
I can't relax, I don't coast no more
Got my confidence back, finna boast some more
Shawty mad telling me not to ghost no more
But like Hamilton I'm writing like I'm running outta time
Cuz they gunning for my head, tryna stop my grind
Got a lot on my plate, got a lot on my mind
Just let the music play, and I'll be just fine
Ain't no angel I was born to sin
Took my losses hard I was born to win
Went through the hardest pain I was torn again
Put the pen to the pad I was born again
(I ain't no angel I was born to sin
Took my losses hard I was born to win
Went through the hardest pain I was torn again
Put the pen to the pad I was born again)
Credits
Writer(s): Myles Brown
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