2muchsins ft. Moon45th & Luey! Lyrics

I got too much sins

Mama say I'm out of pocket

I got too much sins

Other bitches in my wallet

I got too much sins

All these demons I can't stop it

I got too much sins

Hey, hey

I got too much sins

Mama say I'm out of pocket

I got too much sins

Other bitches in my wallet

I got too much sins

All these demons I can't stop it

I got too much sins

Hey, hey

It's the twenty-three, twenty-four

However the fuck old

Always hate it when it rains

Always dressing like it's cold

In that dirty florida water

Do not disturb for the hoes

Since he got a new job

Money spent out of control

Pussy niggas love to talk about him

Never want the smoke

His ex say she miss him but

Still cheated on him tho

But it's fuck it dawg I'm living

Ain't no breaking the G code

If I ever see Jermaine then

I might just break his nose

It's tendencies with Geminis that's two sides

I don't get the beef

If it ain't no cheese

Cuzzo put potato on the gun

We fry him slowly

Forty-four give you the four for four, I love wendys

We drive by, I mean, drive thru

What Luey say? Slide thru

Aye Steuwop, who high as you?

Pray to Ja, I rant the truth more than

Niggas get grizzly too

I smoke this weed, I'm in the booth

Letting all my fears go if I tell the truth

Who is you to tell me

Otherwise what I can do?

Fuck it

I don't get tipsy 'less I'm in some pussy

My last bitch wrapped around my finger

Funny when she push me

I keep her on knees beggin'

On her knees, Megan

Niggas say he preaching

Since Sixteen, I ain't seen reverend

He told me that I got demons that I couldn't hide

But them demons came alive when I got baptized

Who really lied?

I got too much sins

Mama say I'm out of pocket

I got too much sins

Other bitches in my wallet

I got too much sins

All these demons I can't stop it

I got too much sins

Hey, hey

I got too much sins

Mama say I'm out of pocket

I got too much sins

Other bitches in my wallet

I got too much sins

All these demons I can't stop it

I got too much sins

Hey, hey

So we rumble, young man

Rumble, young man, rumble

Rumble, young man

Rumble, young man, rumble

Don't let them break you down

Don't let them hold you down

So we rumble, young man

Rumble, young man, rumble

Rumble, young man

Rumble, young man, rumble

Don't let them break you down

Don't let them hold you down

Twenty-fouir years old, a nigga been through the rain

Learn the game from some old heads

That have experience with pain

Taught me never be lame and

Always carry that flame

If a nigga just play

They gonna lay where they stay

Cause this life is so crazy

It's really eat or be ate

Lost of homies fucking died

The hood will never be straight

Until my dying breath

I'm repping y'all till the grave

Hold so much inside myself

I'm overflowing my border

I'm judging my inner demons and

Tell 'em step with some order

I know that blood is the thickest but

You cannot live without water

These bitches is fucking so

Better choice to be cordial

But if I gotta fuck a bitch

She gotta be black with some culture

Have some ways with her tongue

The true language of royals

If it's beef then I bumble and

Sting you like honey bees

I'm never talking about nothing

I keep that shit in the streets

Niggas talking too much

Is prone to fuck with police

I'm standing on any business

Just like my dad, I'm a G

If you threaten the family

You gon' be six feet, bitch!

I got too much sins

Mama say I'm out of pocket

I got too much sins

Other bitches in my wallet

I got too much sins

All these demons I can't stop it

I got too much sins

Hey, hey

I got too much sins

Mama say I'm out of pocket

I got too much sins

Other bitches in my wallet

I got too much sins

All these demons I can't stop it

I got too much sins

Hey, hey

Mama was raised in the Kane era

Family pain bearer

Grew up hearing the fables

She was able to overcome

She meant for Kingdom come

And when that freedom come, I pray that

She be relieved of the pain she left unsung,

I got demons, sin, and

Room for repentance,

The room for forgiveness is looming with vengeance

Please move in timid

Make yo decisions with clear intentions

Or fall in victim of tensions

Tendency to blow throughs tendons

So step lightly and sleep lighter

Who you gone dial when your faith's gone

Who you gone follow when the fakes gone

You niggas is everything, but yourself

Hell, what a hell, the sorrows dwell

You lose your soul

This road you chose is yours to die on

Four-three years from twenty-seven, I might die soon

The downside of this high is

That I'm liable to dive soon

So we rumble, young man

Rumble, young man, rumble

Rumble, young man

Rumble, young man, rumble

Don't let them break you down

Don't let them hold you down

So we rumble, young man

Rumble, young man, rumble

Rumble, young man

Rumble, young man, rumble

Don't let them break you down

Don't let them hold you down