Livin' in Sin ft. CAPO Lyrics

Ask for forgiveness but he doesn't listen

Hit a few licks and say I'm on a mission

Start from the bottom, the top where I'm heading

So I can look back from the end to beginning

And start reminiscing but never step back

Ten feet ahead and I never went back

Retrace my steps if I ever fell back

But I'm focused and destined, it fell in my lap

Grateful and thankful, I'm blessed to be here

Cause not many people could get to be here

Action and packed just to make it more clear

Only real n****'s the man in the mirror

My words are the realest but action will show

The pain and the power, the magic will glow

Ya'll put on a show and we crashing the show

Ya'll try me and we'll see how that shit'll go

Pain, gain, strength and the power

Ain't sane change how you allow it

Can't blame fame, you a coward

Can't maintain all the hours

Don't make excuses and go

Words ain't shit, yeah you know

Action proves who you are

And that shit turns you to a star

Moving on up and I ain't slowing down

Running this thing, do this shit for my town

Yonkers my home and I'm making a sound

For all of my n****s who had held me down

That is my homies, my dawgs, and my fam

Speaking on shit that they can't understand

Hard to keep up when I stick to my plan

Yet I'm just walking and these n****s ran

Out think the smartest, the shit my brain fathoms

Speaking the realest, ya'll think it's sarcasm

Future's the brightest, can only imagine

I'm all bout my shoes like my name was Steve Madden

You pull up on n****s and shoot

I pull up and all these n****s salute

Up in my Dolce & Gabbana suit

That shall explain to ya'll who is the truth

Nueve

The truth been apparent I fathered that energy

N****s my son's, I'm proud as a parent

Breeding new life, stay in ya lane

Cause same as I giveth, I taketh away

You n****s have fun but this shit bout survival

Quarter Pound to your door while you sit at the drive through

Walking on beats like it's water put that on the Bible

Can't see ya'll cause ya can not fuck with what I do

Like burn up these streets, post on them blocks

Jet from the D's had that work in my socks

4th of July played the roof wit them glocks

Free the gang till that day ain't no love for cops

Timing on demon, been scheming, ain't needing a reason

To pack a opp load it and steam 'em

Come with that bull shit, we leave 'em

Peta Roll season, Gimmick's you pull 'em, I'm squeezing

And get back on my shit

Back to me baking the strip

No aim, let it bang off the hip

Moving that white like its ranch for my chips

Bang for the Guac, hit my dance then I dip

Be clear not ya ideal, out the jungle watch ya colors shit can get tribal

Spin my block, dolo suicidal no chill, my n****s homicidal

Crack bars, coke flow, aura gold in my bag, that's a hunned proof

Sneak dissing, pump faking spin ya block every week like fuck a truce

Payback was laid back now its static, every verse all I know is shoot

Grind my way to the Mercedes coop

Capo, that choppa rain out the roof

N****, what's goody?

CHEA