"Forgive Me Father" lyrics

"Forgive Me Father"

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Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned
Who the hell let the Devil in?
I lost it all, so I gotta win
Tried to show love, but not again
So fuck family and fuck friends, fuck family and fuck friends
Fuck family and fuck friends, fuck family and fuck friends

Yeah, my mama gave me life, but I don't think she raised me right
Was up North with the game face, I came home with the same face
Gun tucked by the bed in the same place, the same gun from the same case
Shit ain't been the same since the age eight
Cut my own brother, I don't save fake
'Cause I ain't give a fuck, love, I didn't get enough
My pops left and he ain't never pick me up
The phone ringin' and he ain't never pick it up
So I started runnin' in spots like give it up

Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned
Who the hell let the Devil in?
I lost it all, so I gotta win
Tried to show love, but not again
So fuck family and fuck friends, fuck family and fuck friends
Fuck family and fuck friends, fuck family and fuck friends

I grabbed the 4 to rob the corner store
Got locked, wasn't there to see my daughter born
Uh, but when you trippin', then you gonna fall
Man, my life was crashin' down just like a waterfall
Finger on the trigger, my nigga, I was robbin' shit
Shit, I robbed the motherfuckers I was robbin' with
Hoody on tight, mask cover the lower face
Clip for the grip, was shaped just like a lowercase
And I was ready to die, I was ready to ride (I)
Kept a semi on my side, 'til I got sentenced to five, ended up doin' eight
But never lost faith (Pray)

Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned
Who the hell let the Devil in?
I lost it all, so I gotta win
Tried to show love, but not again
So fuck family and fuck friends, fuck family and fuck friends
Fuck family and fuck friends, fuck family and fuck friends


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