Full Of Sin

Told all the bros to keep they trust in God, and don't lose they mind

Three kids, a single parent, be grateful nigga, family all you got

Man, it ain't never reason to be hateful nigga, we all come from those hearts

My mom ain't raised me like this, I chose this right, you can't say she ain't tried

Disappointment on her eyes, look in her face and I can tell she wanna cry

I'm sorry mom, please forgive me for all them lies, God forgive me for all them nights she

Was outside just tryna strike and go get high, and all the times that I asked her, but I

Told you I wouldn't do that shit again, your way, I'm sorry it ain't right

Bet we could ride inside a Benz or I could come, I got your city, kick our feet up, lay

Back to get her invite