Sin

Man (Man) the devils in the details Jealousy is seeping lil' bitch you lookin' feeble Talking like you him yet nobody believes you Coulda had you killed but I rather leave you bleedin I'm the son of a killer Lil bitch don't get it twisted I was born as a sinner Wouldn't be the first time sinnin On yo ass like a thriller This Boogie man insistent Nigga I was your stalker See who the fuck is grinnin Lil' bitch Thought he had the last laugh You barely started the race, I'm on the last lap You got some dick riding friends who ain't bout that Affiliated by blood man where your crew at Got their addy in hand, I could get hit My burner in hand I'm gettin' hellish Paranoia has struck you gettin' frantic Lookin' over your shoulder you're scared senseless It's no longer yourself it's your bloodline You chose the wrong weapon for this gunfight If I die to this shit, you die the next night Man, I'll still be a problem in your next life Bitch I'm really grimey bitch I'm green as hell The niggas rockin' wit me want all y'all niggas killed Wizards with the sticks fuckin' hit you with a spell Let him think he safe then buss a couple shells I'll be damn if ever shut up Truest nigga alive Johnny can't put a front I stick to word Johnny never switch up A nigga 2-steppin (why) Johnny a god, damn Got choppas on choppas They sound like maracas I'm runnin' these tracks like I'm Usain Codeine and tequila I'm lit of the jiggas Can't give a fuck about what you say By any means, enemies Think they can get to me Fuck I look like givin' my two cents I keep me a 40 I cleaned it then dirtied Stay catching these Z's like I'm Nuisance Get finer with age That bitch thought she ate That bitch always up on my business Been homeless and starved This warrior got scars Jesus attest as my witness Coulda made a wrong turn Dropped beef for the bros Won't get them caught up in my bullshit Take shit to the grave This talent and pain My name in they throat like it's mucus Only thing in my mind My money, my music, my family, my riches, my niggas and I Been Working the numbers we droppin' real music I put that on A L H Y It's Fuck all these basers we party smoking then do it Again the next night (Again the next night) Again the next night (Again the next night) Speak shit 'til i die None of these rappers can keep up with me Motherfucker I say it with pride I'm Making it rain shorty moanin' again on a hoe I ain't spendin' a dime Nah You think that I trust you ain't in my circle Your actions ain't leaving my sights Nah (Ain't leaving my sights) You better move right (You better move right)