Forgive me Lord

Raised to be on point like some shark teeth Paraphernalia under the car seat I'm praying his mercy guard me Bagging up that Paul McCartney Moving grams before the Aubreys Father, I'm sorry, we was living harshly The east was a jungle, a real life safari Them boys found joy with the stick like playing ataris Beefing over bread like it's Arby's The streets done scarred me and I've been looking for a change Got us meeting up and chains it's really not the same envy real, I spot it on my dog like the mange Could you tell me who to blame, Father I lay it all on the altar, though Cause it seemed like our lives came with half a zip Like a starter coat, talk to cooks and raw for dough Instead of getting a job to know they can't take that Boys got that brick talk Like they Rick Ross in hopes they gon' get a Maybach Forgive me, Lord, I know that I have sinned I was only trying to make it, I was dreaming of a Benz When you come from where I'm from, all you wanna do is win And trust is hard to give when there's envy in your friends I done done so many things, Father, where do I begin Only you can right my wrongs while I write my wrongs in pen These streets don't show no love, standing tall on all ten But I'm seeking your forgiveness, really trying to make amends, yeah My excuse is I'm from the east Where they find them a piece and I fond of police Where your honor can see what I did for the bucks, that's Giannis to me I sat in that cell and I pondered for weeks and I promised to me The only time that cell see us again in thermometers reach It's facts, not even a lil cap, you keep the yarmulke, please What you bob your head to is just some trauma to me Lord, I'm on my knees asking you to help me Cause lately I've been getting a picture like a selfie I hear you calling, I'm just tapping in I could've been corrupt as Daz and them Maybe it's maturity or it's getting clear to me It's a difference what I put my passion in It's where I'm from, you can chalk for your pride Taught to survive and you walk with the fire Give it to him if he off with the vibe This the story for us all, we just trying to get the money, though Forgive me, Lord, I know that I have sinned I was only trying to make it, I was dreaming of a Benz When you come from where I'm from, all you wanna do is win And trust is hard to give when there's envy in your friends I done done so many things, Father, where do I begin Only you can write my wrongs while I write my wrongs in pen These streets don't show no love, standing tall on all ten But I'm seeking your forgiveness, really trying to make amends, yeah Transcribed by https://otter.ai