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If My Sins Were Good
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Yeah Look Money never made the man, but I need it Your ego bigger than your bank statements, n***a Throwin' charges at my dog, hope he beat it We from the mud, you know it rains for a reason Seen the highs and lows, I seen all four seasons My neck so cold, got a n***a all anemic F**k I look like begging n***as for they pardon? I'm just a product of convicts I lived this long, that's accomplishment If you see where I rest my head, you would say that's astonishing Used to pray for some angels, now every day I'm surrounding them Know my granddaddy proud of me Know my uncle, he proud of me Run my city, they proud of me I got n***as that's mad at mе Ninety-nine problems, bеing real ain't one of them Ninety-nine b*t*hes, but for real, you ain't one of them If I said I love you, don't take my word as troublesome 'Bout to put my foot up on they neck, tired of coming short 'Bout to f**k the summer, fall, winter up Y'all n***as' time is up Better bring the Brink trucks All my dogs 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, find joy in the mundane But n***as still find a way to hate me like it's a Monday I'm cut clean from a different cloth, that's what my folks say Generational trauma I inherited in this cold game But I learned from a Miles Davis and a Coltrane My DNA led me to a new alternative In a future where we're more concerned about love than burning it I just bought a brand-new home, I can't wait to furnish it I ain't talkin' 'bout my living situation, I'm speaking of the space that I'm flourishing in Group hugs, huh, you know, the good stuff But if you pa** 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 tree Grateful for 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 eighteen 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 I've 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, it's 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 ninety degree Me not stable, don't be relying on me I swear your devil been tryna pick to me pieces Came to terms that I can never see peace The more you like me, the more I you push away Frustrated pipe dream that I been chasing 'bout a decade Let the hoes tell it, probably say that I'm a headcase Let them folks tell it, he a junkie on his best day When crunch time, though, who the one you can trust? Robert Dinero how I came with the heat But f**k love, music all that I want Yeah, f**k love, music all that I need Tell that short story, whoever comin' 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 n***as 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's 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 mi casa Mwen prale to the ceiling, now bring me zion If I die here, tell them hoes that I'ma holla Ten toes in it, see the end, then I'ma follow through God love every one y'all n***as, 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 like you ain't proud of this I'm just tryna be the best n***a I know how to be Me, Jiles, Mo, Shelby started in the Odyssey Now thirteen n***as front and center, that's anomaly Industry could weigh on you heavy and get the best of you Give it to this fifth and the sh*t I rely on heavy Big brudda flocked and not knowing what's up in front of him Stizz told me just to keep going and f**k that other sh*t Elbow in the rim à la Vince Carter Gotta get to the guala, been starving, on my mama dem Sorry to my papa, I can never spawn a scholarship, sh*t I ain't missin' my moment
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