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Sin Again
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Sin Again è stato pubblicato il 12 agosto 2025 da 5646019 Records DK come parte dell'album Life Of A Soldier
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Data di uscita12 agosto 2025
Etichetta5646019 Records DK
LanguageEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM84

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Martin Caines
Martin Caines
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Martin Caines
Martin Caines
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Martin Caines
Martin Caines
Co-Producer
Jeffrey
Jeffrey
Producer

Testi

Sent a prayer all last night, told God I'd never sin again
Woke up on a different day, a **** far from perfect
Me saying those four words, you can say I sinned again
Look, why the fuck would I care about talking to you
When I got siblings I don't even talk to on a day-to-day basis
**** running around being two-faced, yeah, they showing fake faces
Blue faces, stuff them all in my backpack
Know we gotta chase that
Got too much motion in the city, if a bitch leave she coming right back
Made a bad lil' vibe, I think she heaven sent
But I'm sorry she met me in the wrong chapter
I'ma breaking bitches in, huh
Thinkin' bout the places I could've been
I fucked around, let my emotions win
Done doing things for others
Rather spend my life chasing shit that I want
Than getting no approval from others
It's time that I win, took a lot of L's on these roads
Sometimes I feel like I cannot win, huh
Been nice my whole life
But I've seen different sides of the world
So I let my demons slide in
Welcome to melvado
Where a yn will not let shit slide, huh
How the fuck I help everybody around me
And I get left out to die
Why the fuck would I try to be perfect
When a perfect man got crucified
When a perfect man got crucified
Look, huh
This side of a young **** hurting
Tryna put a perfect face on
For everybody up when I go home
A young **** hurting
Frowns in the nighttime
But in daytime, I'm showin' fake faces
I guess I'm smilin
I don't wanna do this all alone
By myself, I tried to ask for help
But now I'm lost and no one help
So now I'm in this shit alone
I would've picked up the phone
Every time they call my phone
Riding round with 5% tent
So the hos can't see in
I'm stackin' different money
My money different color
They changin' like the season
Bad bitch, I treat her wrong for no reason
I'm sorry
Sent a prayer up last night
Told God I'd never sin again
Woke up on a different day
A **** far from perfect
Me saying them four words
You can say I sin again
Look
Why the fuck would I care bout talkin' to you
When I got sibilings I don't even talk to
On a day-to-day basis
**** runnin' around bein' two-faced
Yeah, they showin' fake faces
Blue faces, stuffin' all in my backpack
Know we gotta chase that
Got too much emotion in the city
If a bitch leaves, she comin' right back
Meet a bad lil' vibe, I think she heaven-sent
But I'm sorry she met me in the wrong chapter
I'm breakin' bitches in, huh
Thinkin' bout' the places I could've been
I fucked around, let my emotions win
Done doin' things for others
Rather stay in my life and chasing shit that I want
Than gettin' no approval or other
It's time that I win
Took a lot of L's on these roads
Sometimes I feel like I cannot win, huh
Huh
Written by: Martin Caines
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