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Now I don't really wanna - about the dirt,
I was out here - trying to make my hustle
I ain't asking for - for my sins,
I asking for forgiveness - for my sins
You can tell fake it - when you look up in their eyes,
born in open water - had to swim against the
I was on the corner - in from the outside,
you living on a dime - everything is do it die
Now I trouble staying - sober for a week,
I have trouble staying - sober I sleep
Lord that underneath my bed - I keep a piece,
and it's gon' be hell if any devil try to come for me
Now I don't wanna - talk about the dirt,
I was out here - to make my hustle work
I ain't for forgiveness - for my sins,
I ain't for forgiveness - for my sins
I do not ask for sympathy - and do not on giving none,
ain't no in between - I'm as as they come
You can smell it on my person - you can tell I'm holding,
gotta keep the cash close - cuz' you know the lurking
I'm so allergic to the syrup - but I still medicated,
if I ever meet my - they gon' have to do explaining
I was in the basement - just perfecting the plot,
been the block - but I think they forgot