Born Sinner
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Twist abit of puff, and it better the mood
Born sinner bumping cole, feed the soul abit of food
Notorious no biggie, but rhymes is still rude
Pressure might be heavy but shid it's all good
Sticking to the plan, the lord he got my back
Focused on the goal, just tryna make a stack
Tippy on my toes, papa says shouldn't slack
Mama say I'm good since you black you cannot crack
Pass me the dutche, soon gone be aight
Evil lurking in my brain, go head toss me the light
Demons at my heels and so I gotta speed up
Homies on my ass, like when you gonna be up
Blood is in my ear like go on and give it up
Crazy how I'm spitting it believe the bars is tough
Game is kinda wicked, been getting it kind of rough
Hard guy, hard guy it's cause I'm coming in clutch
Aries is the sign so ever ready to march
Praying on my downfall, sending demons to church
Weapons formed against me, no they cannot prosper
Chase a better life, on the menu, we want lobster
Say it's free to dream when really it's gonna cost ya
Dollars not enough, more like a shilling and dreams
Still I stare to the stars and the eyes can't help but gleam
But nothing, ever as good, as it seems
Twist abit of puff, and it better the mood
Born sinner bumping cole, feed the soul abit of food
Notorious no biggie, but rhymes is still rude
Pressure might be heavy but shid it's all good
Sticking to the plan, the lord he got my back
Focused on the goal, just tryna make a stack
Tippy on my toes, papa says shouldn't slack
Mama say I'm good since you black you can't crack
Dared to dream, now I'm caught up in one helluva mess
Burning hella smoke, it's just a bit of some stress
Ace on the team still I'm flunking your test
Why I gotta prove shit, go head and give it a rest
At the top of my game so she working her neck
Lines got punch leave you flat on the deck
Flows got plenty so I spray like a tech
Face sit pretty so she offering cake
Twist abit of puff, and it better the mood
Born sinner bumping cole, feed the soul abit of food
Notorious no biggie, but rhymes is still rude
Pressure might be heavy but shid it's all good
Sticking to the plan, the lord he got my back
Focused on the goal, just tryna make me a stack
Tippy on my toes, papa says shouldn't slack
Mama say I'm good since you black you can't crack
I make it pop like caan, can't help but let out that woi oi (trouble)
Puff of the zkittles again it make you go woi oi
Spitting, way I'm hungry, you would think I came from barrows
Shawdey think I'm Cupid let me smack her with these arrows
She call me mr lovin but it's a little bit troublin
Snow cold like Reggie though this nigga ain't from Dublin
Hit it couple times, nasty attitude, another 10 which I'm fumbling
Drunk of success you know I'm tryna be stumbling
Trials and tribulations keep me steady on my toes
Pussy,money, weed... still all a nigga knows
Switching up the flows, then go party with the bros
Watching out for snakes so I'm burning up the grass
Issa cloudy, rainy season, but I guess that too shall pass
Focus on the mission can't be straying from the path
Burn a couple candles then I'm taking of from earth
Going through these changes feel I been at it from birth
Twist abit of puff, and it better the mood
Born sinner bumping cole, feed the soul abit of food
Notorious no biggie, but rhymes is still rude
Pressure might be heavy but shid it's all good
Sticking to the plan, the lord he got my back
Focused on the goal, just tryna make a stack
Tippy on my toes, papa says shouldn't slack
Mama say I'm good since you black you can't crack