Sins Lyrics

Come on, tell me

What does it take to win, win, win, win

Nothing feels real

With the demons inside my skin, no

It's hard to see the wheel of life

When it doesn't wanna spin

Motivation paper thin

I've been trying to make amends

How can I do that if I am not in

Richard Millie

Where the hell have you been

Without you all the time blows in the wind

Taking my soul out by every inch

Sucking my feelings out with a syringe

I'm in the fire, my fingers are singed

I feel like all my problems are unhinged

I got too many sins

If I told you I miss her, you won't understand

Half of this shit that I did wasn't planned

I sink in my problems, they come like quicksand

Watching the clock tick-tock on my hand

Whipping a Benz

Tinted the windows they can't see the plan

Feel like Will Smith, I'm a legend, I am

Move like Tamari send shit to the fans

There's no hope

It's a no-go

Take one of mine, that's a low blow

Caught you in 4K on the GoPro

That is why I am moving solo

I'm moving slow-mo

Shoot with a .44 up until you cannot come back

Won't let you fuck me up no more

Building momentum like I'm in a Volvo

Top ten I'm the mojo

Fly out to Kyoto

Land in a new Benz with the four doors

Fill the emptiness with the new wardrobe

Gucci logo on the new coat

All alone on the new road

I'ma leave you a few notes

And maybe you can finally see

What I always view close

What does it take to win, win, win, win

Nothing feels real

With the demons inside my skin, no

It's hard to see the wheel of life

When it doesn't wanna spin

Motivation paper thin

I've been trying to make amends

How can I do that if I am not in

Richard Millie

Where the hell have you been

Without you all the time blows in the wind

Taking my soul out by every inch

Sucking my feelings out with a syringe

I'm in the fire, my fingers are singed

I feel like all my problems are unhinged

I got too many sins

Fuck a fake friend

Cause I need

I need new ones

Stand by me when the news comes

High beams, Visine can't find me

Don't stand too close, come by me

Trapped inside, untie me

It's out of control

I thought I was on a roll

But couldn't help, I fucked it all

Paying everything upfront

The silence becoming louder than loud

Truth is coming hella blunt

Haven't been right for a couple of months

2021 was more than enough

More than enough

I'm still stuck

Finding some luck

That shit is bullshit, got me in the mud

What does it take to win, win, win, win

Nothing feels real

With the demons inside my skin, no

It's hard to see the wheel of life

When it doesn't wanna spin

Motivation paper thin

I've been trying to make amends

How can I do that if I am not in

Richard Millie

Where the hell have you been

Without you all the time blows in the wind

Taking my soul out by every inch

Sucking my feelings out with a syringe

I'm in the fire, my fingers are singed

I feel like all my problems are unhinged

I got too many sins