Sick Thoughts

Forgive me for my sins, sins
Forgive me for my sins, sins

40 Days and 40 nights
From summer to winter
Hurting on the outside
But I'm feeling it inner
The pain grows, the pain grows
The pain grows bigger
Mama raised a champ
Mama raised a winner
She didn't raise no bitch
She didn't raise no quitter
I just wanna make it home safely
I know I ain't been the best lately
These demons got my head spinning
And my heart racing
No way out
There's no escaping
I'm slowly fading
Can't breathe
I'm suffocating
Lord, can you hear my cries?

Forgive me lord for my sick thoughts
Raised on these sick blocks
Slimey
Killa Cali streets made me grimey
Killa Cali streets made me grimey

Rewind
Music helps me unwind
Lost time is hard to find
Out of my mind
Lost in the after life
Leaving my loved ones behind
Life is shortened
Getting thinner
This is the confession
Of a forever sinner
Deeper situations
Problems getting bigger
My last good bye
Before I pull the trigger
Find my body in the river
Full with blood and liquor
I apologize to the man in the mirror
Will G O D forgive

Forgive me lord for my sick thoughts
Raised on these sick blocks
Slimey
Killa Cali streets made me grimey
Killa Cali streets made me grimey

Suddenly
Misery loves company
Lost myself in the moment
My time was stolen
No sense in hoping
Im tired of holding
Sipping on my potion
When I'm sitting by the ocean
Sober thoughts is what was spoken
I'm tired of being in my own skin
The days stay rolling and I'm still growing
Old flame keeps it smoking



Credits
Writer(s): Jafeth Ayala
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