SIN

Man (Man) the devils in the details
Jealousy is seeping lil' bitch you lookin' feeble
Talking like you him yet nobody believes you
Coulda had you killed but I rather leave you bleedin
I'm the son of a killer
Lil bitch don't get it twisted
I was born as a sinner
Wouldn't be the first time sinnin
On yo ass like a thriller
This Boogie man insistent
Nigga I was your stalker
See who the fuck is grinnin
Lil' bitch
Thought he had the last laugh
You barely started the race, I'm on the last lap
You got some dick riding friends who ain't bout that
Affiliated by blood man where your crew at
Got their addy in hand, I could get hit
My burner in hand I'm gettin' hellish
Paranoia has struck you gettin' frantic
Lookin' over your shoulder you're scared senseless
It's no longer yourself it's your bloodline
You chose the wrong weapon for this gunfight
If I die to this shit, you die the next night
Man, I'll still be a problem in your next life
Bitch I'm really grimey bitch I'm green as hell
The niggas rockin' wit me want all y'all niggas killed
Wizards with the sticks fuckin' hit you with a spell
Let him think he safe then buss a couple shells
I'll be damn if ever shut up
Truest nigga alive Johnny can't put a front
I stick to word Johnny never switch up
A nigga 2-steppin (why) Johnny a god, damn

Got choppas on choppas
They sound like maracas
I'm runnin' these tracks like I'm Usain
Codeine and tequila
I'm lit of the jiggas
Can't give a fuck about what you say
By any means, enemies
Think they can get to me
Fuck I look like givin' my two cents
I keep me a 40
I cleaned it then dirtied
Stay catching these Z's like I'm Nuisance
Get finer with age
That bitch thought she ate
That bitch always up on my business
Been homeless and starved
This warrior got scars
Jesus attest as my witness
Coulda made a wrong turn
Dropped beef for the bros
Won't get them caught up in my bullshit
Take shit to the grave
This talent and pain
My name in they throat like it's mucus
Only thing in my mind
My money, my music, my family, my riches, my niggas and I
Been
Working the numbers we droppin' real music I put that on A L H Y
It's
Fuck all these basers we party smoking then do it
Again the next night (Again the next night)
Again the next night (Again the next night)
Speak shit 'til i die
None of these rappers can keep up with me
Motherfucker I say it with pride
I'm
Making it rain shorty moanin' again on a hoe I ain't spendin' a dime
Nah
You think that I trust you ain't in my circle
Your actions ain't leaving my sights
Nah (Ain't leaving my sights)
You better move right (You better move right)



Credits
Writer(s): Johnny Melgar-perez
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