Washed Wins Lyrics

Lord forgive me 

After all you blessed me with 

All you put me through I still got a bone to pick 

But I'm thankful 

Cuz 

Who else deserves praise for this optic plague 

In this dog eat dog I never seen a cage  

It was poor eat poor you ain't spare no change  

Only after the lick I'm memberin' I'm saved 

So I guess Lord forgive me for tryna pull these strings 

Nah Lord forgive me for doing things you ain't 

It only pissed me off cuz they weren't things you can't 

Back to dubs, done with these subs you know my pain  

Could've been me on a shirt, 'stead I got this stain 

Life could've been sugar, yet we got this cane 

Know you gotta make do with whatever he brew 

So hard round every negro soon as our needs grew 

To a matrimony with no alimony  

Feed a fiend up your means so the average growing  

Of niggas tired of ramen selling regimen  

The mix clean they can't specify the specimen 

Wash my wins keep my record (CLEAN) 

Blood on my hands watch your blood keep me (CLEAN) 

Ain't serve a sentence I just peeped Word 

Says you stuck with protecting me 

Wash my wins keep my record (CLEAN) 

Blood on my hands watch your blood keep me (CLEAN) 

Ain't serve a sentence I just peeped Word 

Says you stuck with protecting me 

Look 

So I thank Abba for the Abra  

Ciego a mi casa 

Cuz one wrong move  

Is a brick house to the lava 

Open to any wrong you could tell just by my chakra 

Ain't believe my own self, so I called this nigga Knocker 

(Now hold on, hold on who's Knocker?) 

The one who villains knew  

You locked your whip? Them boys is coming through 

(You owe him what? nigga where's your shoes) 

Teachers told him a nigga gon pull your number soon just cuz your tone 

(Ain't he the nigga you asked bout your phone?) 

I was next to you fake gangstas whole time  

Would laugh when I'd pick up change but if I dropped dime  

Could get all these niggas clapped for they open act  

Behind curtains stressing the grade they gon hold you at 

We just pulled up to a party like "Who holding that?" 

And all my brothers know better than to hold me back 

Cuz I was never one who would choose to fight 

I'll po' my own bottle if I chose to write 

Won't be the first time for suicidal thoughts 

Deserve a Rich Millie God think I'm worth more than the time I bought  

(Hahahahaha)  

Yeah Big had to laugh it off 

Promise once I fail they'll scream mazel tov 

I never wished for a down fall or one's demise  

My life flash in a blink my momma close my eyes 

I prayed to God that if it's time I should go first  

If not the only way I'll stop my bad is being worse  

Wash my wins keep my record (CLEAN) 

Blood on my hands watch your blood keep me (CLEAN) 

Ain't serve a sentence I just peeped Word 

Says you stuck with protecting me 

Wash my wins keep my record (CLEAN) 

Blood on my hands watch your blood keep me (CLEAN) 

Ain't serve a sentence I just peeped Word 

Says you stuck with protecting me 

Look 

The only way out is the way through 

Grams and cans non-recycble what paved you? 

Judas or users word useless who played who? 

Neither of us got the answers so what swayed you? 

Into thinking you penny pinching and staying legal  

Would get you a better part in this life regal  

Shoot all the Mariahs were once magdalenes 

All is fair if you read Ecclesiastes 

All vanity to course of humanity 

I earned stripes you tryna earn only pleasantries  

Every fix up turn in this broken world  

Niggas really ask God why they don't have a girl  

Knowing mother's with stillborns tryna find theirs  

I only pray I'll keep warm through my child years 

And claim a reservation into Heaven's venue 

Well washed wins closing tabs off that menu nigga