"In My Sins" lyrics
Uh, ayy
I'ma sit in my room (Uh), I'ma sit in my sins (Uh)
Pray to God for the win (Yeah), I can do it again
I know these hoes don't like me (Like me)
Just to let you know, he ain't like me
Said he winning more than who? Unlikely (Haha)
Heard that boy finna move shiesty
Need my wrist so cold, icy
No, these hoes just don't excite me
Broke heart with a plate, it's dicey
"Fuck her, we gotta eat," said, "I see"
And she play real mean, she like me
Only thing I'm talking bands, entice me
Money making, I need it, don't need you
And they treat him real tough, what he do? (Uh)
I hit the streets like fuck it, I gotta eat too
Hit my pops, I'm like, "I really need you"
Know them streets ain't safe, what did he do?
Raised by them savages, that's how I seen through
All the fuck shit, you niggas need to remain to yourself
Stick to your roots, lately, I been working on health
I get so high sometimes, goddamn, I don't even know myself
In my room, I stay in this Hell
I take it back, need to change myself
When my nephew be hurting, I'm sorry, I'm working, but I just ain't made enough
Fuck excuses, won't make me up
Bad dreams, please wake me up
I need like six shots in my cup
Deprived, now that bitch by my side
Wanna talk to my momma, but I know we slime, should adjust with the time
And no, don't get it twisted, I'm still on my grind and my niggas gon' slide
Just a couple of things I had to get off my mind, I'ma show you in time, uh (Yeah, yeah)
I'ma sit in my room, I'ma sit in my sins (Uh, uh)
Pray to God for the win, I can do it again
I know these hoes don't like me
Just to let you know, he ain't like me
Said he winning more than who? Unlikely
I'ma sit in my room (Uh), I'ma sit in my sins (Uh)
Pray to God for the win (Yeah), I can do it again
I know these hoes don't like me (Like me)
Just to let you know, he ain't like me
Said he winning more than who? Unlikely (Haha)
Heard that boy finna move shiesty
Need my wrist so cold, icy
No, these hoes just don't excite me
Broke heart with a plate, it's dicey
"Fuck her, we gotta eat," said, "I see"
And she play real mean, she like me
Only thing I'm talking bands, entice me
Money making, I need it, don't need you
And they treat him real tough, what he do? (Uh)
I hit the streets like fuck it, I gotta eat too
Hit my pops, I'm like, "I really need you"
Know them streets ain't safe, what did he do?
Raised by them savages, that's how I seen through
All the fuck shit, you niggas need to remain to yourself
Stick to your roots, lately, I been working on health
I get so high sometimes, goddamn, I don't even know myself
In my room, I stay in this Hell
I take it back, need to change myself
When my nephew be hurting, I'm sorry, I'm working, but I just ain't made enough
Fuck excuses, won't make me up
Bad dreams, please wake me up
I need like six shots in my cup
Deprived, now that bitch by my side
Wanna talk to my momma, but I know we slime, should adjust with the time
And no, don't get it twisted, I'm still on my grind and my niggas gon' slide
Just a couple of things I had to get off my mind, I'ma show you in time, uh (Yeah, yeah)
I'ma sit in my room, I'ma sit in my sins (Uh, uh)
Pray to God for the win, I can do it again
I know these hoes don't like me
Just to let you know, he ain't like me
Said he winning more than who? Unlikely
