Life Of Sin ft. HTF Dakidd Lyrics

Hey, hey, Vinny, Vinny, Vinny Bag of Donuts, how are you

Never felt this way before

Ayy, I had to realize niggas fake, I cut the grass to peep the snakes

We were just sellin' pills for pape, now my pool lookin' like a lake

Lil' nigga, you just ate, why you stay lookin' at my plate

Juju was posted on the corner selling rocks and 8ths of shake

I was postin' on that block, I did some shit I never say

Catch you reachin' for my neck, see if you reach the heaven gates

I feel like Andy, niggas movin' funny, never in my face

Pull down yo panties bitch, I'm tryin' to fuck at 3 p.m. a day

Heard you a rat, everyone avoid you like you was the plague

Ever since I left the city, shit ain't really been the same

How you my homie, but you hate to see me win

G-Ma think I'm an angel, know it hurt to see me sin

That bitch tried to hoe me till she see the whip, I'm flyin in

Now you niggas broke as hell you better not refer me as your twin

I was cookin' dope for hours, now it hurt to turn my wrist

She pullin' strings, I might just cut into her like a violin

If you fuckin', ain't no runnin' cause I'm off this Vicodin

Only hopin' God forgive me for choosin' this life of sin, nigga

Never felt this way before

Ayy, Ju popping pills and pouring pints , said the drills gettin' to his head

You better cherish, used to real ones stuck in either gone or dead

Cut the snakes up on my circle, they kept fuckin' up the bread

If you ain't got no fuckin' money, why the hell do you got legs

Niggas grow to sell instead of gettin' a job, they'd rather beg

I seen my closest homie turn into a snake, Sanjay and Craig, nigga

I seen my closest homie turn into a snake, Sanjay

and Craig, nigga

This is so blind, I ain't hit the blunt yet

You a stinky finger, nigga, like that resin on my tech

Tryna stack a couple thousand with this measly-ass check

Tryna stack a couple thousand with this measly-ass check

This that shit that they forget, you gotta grind before you fit, stack your check

I caught my homie Eric Madrick with that stick, now look at this

He been wastin' all his time, he pourin' tricks, he feelin' pissed

While these niggas still be cryin' about a bitch

Never felt this way before

Never felt this way before

Never felt this way before