Life Of A Sinner ft. CarelessWoah 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