Sins
You can catch me in the background
Because I don't want to fit in
Truth is I don't have a whole lot of friends
Because me and my bros we don't like people that pretend
And through your smile I can still sense regret from your
sins uhhh
You can catch me in the background
Because I don't want to fit in
Truth is I don't have a whole lot of friends
Because me and my bros we don't like people that pretend
Keep the iron close in case any shit hits the fan Uhhhh
Hands in my pockets with my back against the wall
Glaring at everybody Because I don't fuck with y'all
You talk about how we used to kick it I don't recall
Said you're my homie, but I don't think I know you at all
I don't hang with peons and that's evident
see me in person stop talking shit in my messages
They're jealous of me Because they know that I'm immaculate
They're jealous of me Because they know that I'm immaculate
Stop trying to insult my intelligence
You think you're him but you're really irrelevant
You think you're him but you're really irrelevant
You can catch me in the background
Because I don't want to fit in
Truth is I don't have a whole lot of friends
Because me and my bros we don't like people that pretend
And through your smile I can still sense regret from your
sins uhhh You can catch me in the background
Because I don't want to fit in
Truth is I don't have a whole lot of friends
Because me and my bros we don't like people that pretend
Keep the iron close in case any shit hits the fan Uhhhh
Because I don't want to fit in
Truth is I don't have a whole lot of friends
Because me and my bros we don't like people that pretend
And through your smile I can still sense regret from your
sins uhhh
You can catch me in the background
Because I don't want to fit in
Truth is I don't have a whole lot of friends
Because me and my bros we don't like people that pretend
Keep the iron close in case any shit hits the fan Uhhhh
Hands in my pockets with my back against the wall
Glaring at everybody Because I don't fuck with y'all
You talk about how we used to kick it I don't recall
Said you're my homie, but I don't think I know you at all
I don't hang with peons and that's evident
see me in person stop talking shit in my messages
They're jealous of me Because they know that I'm immaculate
They're jealous of me Because they know that I'm immaculate
Stop trying to insult my intelligence
You think you're him but you're really irrelevant
You think you're him but you're really irrelevant
You can catch me in the background
Because I don't want to fit in
Truth is I don't have a whole lot of friends
Because me and my bros we don't like people that pretend
And through your smile I can still sense regret from your
sins uhhh You can catch me in the background
Because I don't want to fit in
Truth is I don't have a whole lot of friends
Because me and my bros we don't like people that pretend
Keep the iron close in case any shit hits the fan Uhhhh
Credits
Writer(s): Trevaun Rutledge
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