Mud in the Waters

I need confession of sins
And then I need a ram to be sacrificed
For my bloody, I got bloody hands
I wanna clean myself
I got to take a Nazirite to god
I got to clean myself
(There you go) 40 days 40 nights, imma be straight
(You feel me, live by the laws of Moses) laws of Moses
That's the only way, Abreheim father
(My man is having a revelation, you just tell the creator
I'm tired of that shit and you trynna be good now)
I'm tired of this (you feel me) I can't live like this
I'm fucked up look at me (yea)
I smoke everyday (you tired of this shit yet)
I'm tired of this shit, I can't do this no more
Better not lack
Niggas selling crack
I was only 3 with them junkies talking back
Knew papa would leave and I could tell from how he act
No money was starving, mama had our backs, regardless
All these aspirations I'm inspired by some artist
Nobody is flawless, that's facts
I know niggas serving base fiends freezing freaking for a pack
Needles stuffed up in they arms on the floor call a cab
(call it)
Call a cab (call it), Call a cab, call it
(cut that *bleep*)
I done seen some shit I could never take away
Slump jump niggas even stealing for some jays
Rip the ones couldn't make it to this day
Niggas back in class use to laugh serving 8
Just a little kid sitting seeing all this hate
Niggas begging for some change I can't see it round my way
Hear the bullets ricochet wait, I just skate away
Always thought that it was normal just to roam in with a blade
Paterson is Pakistan poles gon raise could get shot stabbed
I been back stabbed not the same
Smoke a little flame
Roll it in a wood
Potholes in my lane
Never understood
All this paranoia it'd annoy ya but the truth is its all the hood
Little nigga playing in the mud but that's not how it looked
Nah, but that's not how it looked
Little nigga playing in the mud but that's not how it looked
Man, we been playing in these puddles for a long time



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