If My Sins Were Good

Money never made the man but I need it
Your ego bigger than your bank statements nigga
Throwing charges at my dawg, hope he beats it
We from the mud you know it rains for a reason
Seen the highs and lows I seen all 4 seasons
My neck so cold got a nigga all anemic
Fuck I look like begging niggas for they pardon
I'm just a product of convicts
I lived that long that's accomplishment
If you see where I rest my head you would say that's astounding
Use to pray for some angels now everyday I'm surrounding them
Now my grand daddy proud of me
Now my uncle he proud of me
Run my city they proud of me
I got niggas that's mad at me
99 problems being real ain't one of them
99 bitches but for real you ain't one of them
If I say I love you don't take my words as trouble some
Bout to put my foot up on the neck
Tired of coming short
Bout to fuck the summer, fall, winter up
Y'all niggas time is up
Better bring the brink trucks
All my dawgs shooters like
Stuck between a rock and hard place
Adverse situations dog, but I found faith
Crossing different time zones
Breakfast on an airplane
Resting on the sabbath
I find joy in the mundane
But niggas still find a way to hate me like it;s a Monday
I'm cut clean from a different cloth that's my folks say
Generational trauma I inherited in this cold game
But I learn from the Miles Davis and a Coltrane
My DNA led me to a new alternative okay
In a future where we're more concerned about love then burning it
I just bought a brand new home I can't Wait to furnish
I ain't talking bout my living situation
I'm speaking of the space I'm flourishing in
Group hugs huh
You know the good stuff
But if you pass me the cheeba cheeba then I'm gonna face it
I could always use a reality check and it's smart to embrace it
Let my hair grow lengths I see the giving trees
Grateful what God is giving me and the energy is contagious
I hope that you can receive it cause the blessing is amazing
My lord, my God I come to you as a sinner
As these dirty palms face the heavens pleading forgiveness
I sing not for your honor but for money addiction
I'm sorry for thumbing my nose at your worship and scripture
I drank not blood of Christ since i was barely 18
And I see myself as not a servant to you indeed
Be quiet let's keep this sinner talk between you and me
I'm ashamed like naked bodies due to knowledge from trees
God if my sins were good would I taste that milk and honey
Would I see my mama's mama
Would he take this hurting from me
I done lost that twinkle in my eye about a long time ago
Ive been falling to my knees with every tear my spirit broke
God If my sins were good,
wouldn't all that lust then turn to love then find my second half
I done turned misogynistic right when I began to rap
Spitting violent verses now I know them words is truly whack
Tried to count my sins but I've been losing track
Damn Drew why you had to leave so soon
Everybody crying now its not just you
As he's being laid to rest an ugliness protrudes
Silent is the flesh, your sins the loudest in room
Whispers over whispers as the gospel singer croons
As the disrespectful gossip overtakes the pews
I wonder if my sins could talk and now I know they do
And if the roles reversed I'll probably do the same to you
Amen
West side cold, even on 90 degree
Me not stable dont be relying on me
I Swear ya devil been tryna pick to me pieces
Came to terms that i can never see peace
The more you like me, the more i push away
Frustrated pipe dream, that i been chasing bout a decade
Let the hoes tell it, probably say that im headcase
Let the folks tell it, he a junkie on his best day
When crunch time, tho, who the one you can trust
Robert Dinero how i came with the heat
But Fuck love this music is all that i want
Yeah Fuck love, this music all that i need
Tell that short story, whoever coming for me
Cause now I know my time ticking with this ugly disease
If there's a God, i hope you see me,
hope you hear when i plead
Ain't no heaven gates for niggas like me
February took the cake that's when i fell to my knees
See I was tested for my faith, we spent some time on the beach
Man Fair to say, I swear the devil tryna rip me to pieces
Can't call it, but this all cause of me
Talk about dying so candidly cause i tried it
If i could find balance, i wouldn't be where i started
Scared he gon bomb it, sincerely they don't want it
Thoughts get violent the minute i close my eyelids
Limb by limb, they want to hang me by my collar
What can y'all take, already,
done burned down my casa
Mwen prale ceiling now bring me zion
If i die here, tell them hoes that imma holla
Ten toes in it, see the end, and then i follow through
God love every one y'all niggas so i follow suit
How could i judge my brothers if i live wicked too
Advocate for women while making one feel invisible
Still at times where i feel that you ain't proud of this
Im just tryna be the best nigga i know how to be
Me, jiles mo shelby started in the odyssey
Now 13 niggas front and center thats anamoly
Industry could weigh on you heavy
And get the best of ya
Give it to this fifth
And the shit I rely on heavy
Big brudda, flocked,
and not knowing what's up in front of me
Stizz told me just to keep going and fuck that other shit
Elbow in the rim ala Vince Carter
Gotta get to this guala, been starving on my momma dem
Sorry to my papa, i can never spawn a scholarship



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Writer(s): Andrew Regis
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