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Oh lord you know I'm a sinner Heart been cold I'm villain Ghetto gospel oh what a feeling All this hurt done made me appealing Write my name in all of these lights Numb my pain I burn thru this life Keep me sane I hurt and don't cry Paper planes are blurring my eyes You know I feel more at home with the sinners Corners mob with the villains Woke up oh lord what a feeling To live is to die & this is the beginning Never gon switch for my brother I clip 'em Harm my son and you end up missing This is all true to the judge I was willing Stick In the backpack we wasn't kidding Now a nigga grown got a kid of my own Infused with soul he a never be a victim Grab my pole if this is your intention Squeeze to the ending you know a nigga meant it Born on the fences birth my defenses Barefooted in the dirt or the trenches So I built me a church understanding Gotta be a wolf when a sheep is the standard Oh lord you know I'm a sinner Heart been cold I'm villain Ghetto gospel oh what a feeling All this hurt done made me appealing Write my name in all of these lights Numb my pain I burn thru this life Keep me sane I hurt and don't cry Paper planes are blurring my eyes Cut my wings then I chase me some paper Cold stare at a hater Less fear how they made us Always prepared for magus Sinners in the back all quiet & dangerous Keep that fire equivalent of angels Me and my guys we choose to be saviors Family ties & loyal to who raised us uh Line is drawn thru the storm to ya seed be the confidant I came thru barefooted where the monsters are I came up then I raised the bar Lord knows I'm a sinner do whatever it takes Drop you off at the pearly gates I lost faith in the face that you kneel to pray Amazing still made a way This amazing grace On pace I be on the way & If it's drama it be on delay Don't believe in karma had hell to pay Made a rack today off Melodies Dodge felonies In New York streets & More peace is all I need Sit back blunt lit, sex back to back Then relax in a New York greed Both my feet to the ground Eyes to the sky phone stuck on brb Fix my crown & took that vow Nigga I could never be a npc Build that mound & pitch to the masses Conjuring magic thru these beats & so you would have it Cut thru the static You got a sinners life on repeat Oh lord you know I'm a sinner Heart been cold I'm villain Ghetto gospel oh what a feeling All this hurt done made me appealing Write my name in all of these lights Numb my pain I burn thru this life Keep me sane I hurt and don't cry Paper planes are blurring my eyes
Writer(s): Aiden Edwards, Daine Gavin Edwards, Dexter Edwards Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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