Letras
E.J. Suge
But ain't nothin sweet
I done worked to damn hard to be a star like Michelín
At the restaurant I eat the most expensivist
Tru Say wearin 2chainz is how I'm feelin
I just fucked yo bitch in some Balenciaga slippers
Michelin man too tired of drug addiction
Poppin triple X and now I'm havin sexy visions
Lust have me doing things I never should have did
Lived a life of sin I'm tryna be a righteous man
In the city of Angels where the fallen Angels live
Influences around me tempt me into wickedness
Caught up in the fast lane lost control of the Benz
I was on the road to riches til I woke up in a tizzy
That was just a dream reality is setting in
I ain't have enough some other niggas have plenty
Some niggas have way too much of what I'm tryna get
Unspoken issues I ain't tryna speak into existence
How come the good die young
Why he gotta get it back in blood
If this cycle never end in this lifetime for me
Then it's surely never ending for your son's
Inner city never show me no love
Cause this culture got us giving no fucks
Do me wrong then revenge is what I seek
Turn an enemy to a nigga that once was
R.I.P'd
It get crazy in these fucking streets
Toxicity levels peakin
So much lean I can't stop drinkin
Promethazine and molly got a nigga GEEK'D
Tell your friends I buried myself like the Weeknd
Drownin on these drugs I just keep sinkin
Uh
Fallin off the deep end
Fightin off my demons
A lion in the sheep skin
Gave it all to JESUS
I bow to the KING OF KINGS
Cause I know the HE'S HIM
Lord please forgive me
Pull me out my evilness
GOD showed me ain't naan he ain't HIGHer than
His SON died for us once he never gon' die again
Perfection is CHRIST while I just keep on triflin
If you speakin blasphemous that's were I'm gon' take offense