Life Of A Sinner ft. CarelessWoah Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2021
Lyrics
Rollin out my bed I don't wanna get up
Bout to hit the blocc strapped for a 187
And the 38 special for a 2 and 11
Cuz I live my life rough beef with family and all
If it's smoke then it's fire so I'm feuding wit y'all
Bout slide wit woah so I'm makin a call,
I can't drive so my nigga he swervin I'm gunnin
I'll give a bitch a looc so she knows I want sumn
Once she knows what it is drop the location I'm gone
I see a victim and I get him ain't gon bullshit him
Ain't bring my cellular phone took his life for a stripe and his money for patrón
I wanna bone so I meet her
Under a street light hit her right inside the alley while she held me tight
Ain't a wine or a diner imma loocer and finder
Keep my name inside your mouth before They looc and they find ya
I can't get no kinder
A day in the life
A day in the life
A day in the life of a sinner
Livin the life
Livin the life
Livin the life of a sinner
A day in the life
A day in the life
A day in the life of a sinner
Aye aye aye aye aye
Early morning nigga rolled up
And I'm pullin out the gas
With the backwood that's good
Packin on it that's good
Niggas loocin at a young nigga
They say where you bout to go
I said I'm feelin like Pinocchio tellin lies to people
So I hit a little juug up
In the car wit my nigga Slim
Like he said he blastin too
I just drived around and hit a lil dude
Now we gon head hit the corner
Grab a Duece Duece
Deuce Deuce
On the corner niggas gettin dirty
Everybody talking any
But that shit just had a nigga feelin like he pullin up with burners
Everything is not about a timmy turner
All this time make a nigga feel like he was stevie wonder
Feelin blind to all the ignorant and lies
Ignorance is bliss, but why tf I feel intelligence
Uh I guess the blunt is speacin too much spazzin out like terrets
Hol on, hol on, hol on
Just gettin started nigga poured me a fo'
Gettin up nigga let me kicc down the doors
A day in the life
A day in the life
A day in the life of a sinner
Livin the life
Livin the life
Livin the life of a sinner
A day in the life
A day in the life
A day in the life of a sinner
I'm a treacherous madman
Everybody zipped up so they call me the bag man
Ol girl fear me cuz she heard I'm a bad man
Miss my cousin so I know I'm sad man
They even usin cat scans my presence is a cancer
Spread like I got a 100 shooters in Atlanta
No I ain't a boy so excuse me I'm a Soulja
Just like Slim hell my heart get colder Deeper in this life
You crazy if you stay sober 24/7
Stop wishing hell on my niggas for I send yo ass to heaven
Far from 27 and from 17
God forbid I wake up in a cell hope it's a bad dream
Everybody thinc they know but they don't know a thing
Keep ya mouth closed, feel the numb and the sting
Then you fall down, blood on the ground
Told you if you mention me that you gon get found
