Sinner (feat. Riz)
My sorrows are drowned with this liquor
The world is corrupted with sickness
I don't respond well to the pressure
Forgive me for I am a sinner
I've been broke yeah
I've been rich
I've been on the Road
I've been hittin' licks
Women on my phone tryna give me shit
Make that money fast went through pain for this
I changed for this yeah
In my head
I'm not myself
I blame it on the stress
I'm feeling distant I've been losing friends
My mama called she said you need some rest
They at my neck, I careless yeah
Give me the cash
I make it stack
I need it stat ya
I bring the drugs she bring her pain
She on my face ya
Stick to the code
My neck is froze
Heart so cold ya
Don't you kill my vibe
Take drugs to feel alive
I've been broke yeah
I've been rich
I've been on the Road
I've been hittin' licks
Women on my phone tryna give me shit
Make that money fast went through pain for this
I changed for this yeah
I've been broke yeah
I've been rich
I've been on the Road
I've been hittin' licks
Women on my phone trynna give me shit
Make that money fast went through pain for this
I changed for this yeah
I do not speak with the phonies
I do not fuck with the snakes
Claim that they wanna be homies
Then why do they lie to your face
I thrive off the concept of love and hate
The heavens they work in my DNA
Long nights mixed with early days
Stay the same till the pearly gates
Flooded my wrist and my neck
VVS diamonds they make me a popstar
None of you bitches be mine
You wanna fuck with me coz I got dollars
All of my haters be mad
Sorry my diamonds they're making you pissed off
I'm to ahead of you bitches, man I'm on the rise
I'm bout to take off (take off)
Shawty wanna fly out we can go to France ya
Why you fucking with him bitch, I don't like that man ya
He's tryna catch up but he's sagging on his pants ya
Imma get a rack then Imma do my dance
Imma go do my dance
Imma go do my dance
If you wanna be my bitch I need an advance
Bitch you not my homie yeah you just a fan
Security in the club
I've been broke yeah
I've been rich
I've been on the Road
I've been hittin' licks
Women on my phone tryna give me shit
Make that money fast went through pain for this
I changed for this yeah
I've been broke yeah
I've been rich
I've been on the Road
I've been hittin' licks
Women on my phone tryna give me shit
Make that money fast went through pain for this
I changed for this yeah
The world is corrupted with sickness
I don't respond well to the pressure
Forgive me for I am a sinner
I've been broke yeah
I've been rich
I've been on the Road
I've been hittin' licks
Women on my phone tryna give me shit
Make that money fast went through pain for this
I changed for this yeah
In my head
I'm not myself
I blame it on the stress
I'm feeling distant I've been losing friends
My mama called she said you need some rest
They at my neck, I careless yeah
Give me the cash
I make it stack
I need it stat ya
I bring the drugs she bring her pain
She on my face ya
Stick to the code
My neck is froze
Heart so cold ya
Don't you kill my vibe
Take drugs to feel alive
I've been broke yeah
I've been rich
I've been on the Road
I've been hittin' licks
Women on my phone tryna give me shit
Make that money fast went through pain for this
I changed for this yeah
I've been broke yeah
I've been rich
I've been on the Road
I've been hittin' licks
Women on my phone trynna give me shit
Make that money fast went through pain for this
I changed for this yeah
I do not speak with the phonies
I do not fuck with the snakes
Claim that they wanna be homies
Then why do they lie to your face
I thrive off the concept of love and hate
The heavens they work in my DNA
Long nights mixed with early days
Stay the same till the pearly gates
Flooded my wrist and my neck
VVS diamonds they make me a popstar
None of you bitches be mine
You wanna fuck with me coz I got dollars
All of my haters be mad
Sorry my diamonds they're making you pissed off
I'm to ahead of you bitches, man I'm on the rise
I'm bout to take off (take off)
Shawty wanna fly out we can go to France ya
Why you fucking with him bitch, I don't like that man ya
He's tryna catch up but he's sagging on his pants ya
Imma get a rack then Imma do my dance
Imma go do my dance
Imma go do my dance
If you wanna be my bitch I need an advance
Bitch you not my homie yeah you just a fan
Security in the club
I've been broke yeah
I've been rich
I've been on the Road
I've been hittin' licks
Women on my phone tryna give me shit
Make that money fast went through pain for this
I changed for this yeah
I've been broke yeah
I've been rich
I've been on the Road
I've been hittin' licks
Women on my phone tryna give me shit
Make that money fast went through pain for this
I changed for this yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Williams, Rio Enrique, John Michael Montini
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