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SINS
Hip-Hop/Rap
SINS was released on March 18, 2026 by D K R I T B Entertainment as a part of the album B2TI
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AlbumB2TI
Release DateMarch 18, 2026
LabelD K R I T B Entertainment
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
DKRITB
DKRITB
Rap
D K R I T B
D K R I T B
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dakel Kilamari-Lamont Dozier
Dakel Kilamari-Lamont Dozier
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tony B
Tony B
Engineer
Dakel Dozier
Dakel Dozier
Executive Producer
CorMill
CorMill
Producer

Lyrics

DeeKay Rich In This Bitxh
I showed my son, what make a man, by confessing my sins
It ain't the pain and all the trauma that we hold within
We stand on business, even when it's human trafficing
Got caught trapping again
I show my soul, I make a man by confessing my sins
And they dependin' on the trauma that we hold within
We stand up in this city, I'ma let you be trapped again
But you trapped in the game I show my soul, I make a man by confessing
My sins And they dependin' on the trauma that we hold
Within We stand up in this city, I'ma let you be
Trapped again But you trapped in the game
Protectors violate your rights for the man in the midst
Classify the system, ****, to the way that we meant
I keep the gun in my pocket for your president
Crazy blokes don't come with the wind
They instill this in the chains, if it don't break us abidin
Fuck the peace within, all the tax come from without it
I walk in front of the kids, these **** actin' like cowards
We all respect the money, they respectin' the power
Bitch, I got balls that go to college, I'm confessin' this knowledge
In this world, we come with evil, I see the devil in people
You doin' evil, don't act surprised when the devil come meet you
Send him your soul, that's what you get, you was bein' deceitful
I show my soul, we makin' money by confessin' my sins
Ain't that dependin' on the trauma that we hold within
We stand up in this city, I'ma let you be trapped again
But you trapped in the game
I show my soul, we makin' money by confessin' my sins
Ain't that dependin' on the trauma that we hold within
We stand up in this city, I'ma let you be trapped again
Protectors violate your rights for the man in the midst
My brother ain't can stand the thought of his son bein' without him
My brother money, lost his father, but his daughter still got him
My brother tape and not the whip, but still run with the chopper
Ayy, let it be polished, coasties to come solve
To be the bomb, gotta be solid, you all know we're mobs
This mafia's runnin' my blood like my family Italian
Thinkin' bout tellin' where she at, my baby
Learned I was dead, she been drivin' me crazy
Ayy, we from Saiana, but I'm perfectly scared
Bitch, you be shaded to the day that you famous
You know I'm big, so I'm patiently waitin
Ain't cut for shit, so don't think that you stayin
Been in organized crime for the last 15 years
It's okay, got everything different, gotta conquer the fears
Been in organized crime for the last 15 years
It's okay, got everything different, gotta conquer the fears
It's okay, got everything different, gotta conquer the fears
Written by: Dakel Kilamari-Lamont Dozier
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