Forgive Me lyrics
by 70th Street Carlos
[Intro]
Bang, Glock
Look, Mr. Bang Bang
I keep a Glock, look
Yeah, look
[Verse]
Lord, forgive me, I done done a lot of dirt
Watched my mama cry, turned my heart cold, that sh*t hurt
I get so f*ckin' high, I get full of weed and pop a Perc
You would think dude graduated how his face up on a shirt
All these n*ggas fags, put some lipstick on and wear a purse
b*tch, I'm in my bag, come with fifteen to get a verse
You a lil' boy, mama whip your ass if you curse
My b*tch up in college, yeah, she up in school to be a nurse
New Glock, this b*tch came with a beam
Sprite tryna sponsor me but I can't drink it without lean
n*gga talkin' 'bout they trappin', but they really dope fiends
I done saw a lot of sh*t, all these n*ggas did was dream
You would think I signed with Nike 'cause I'm all about a check
Other than money, all I really want is some respect
But I know what it's gon' take, I'ma have to drop a check
These n*ggas faker than the fake ass chains around they neck, black
Have a n*gga on side your house just like a neighbor
All your lights on, we'll cut 'em off just like some cable
Ain't no eatin' if you ain't bringin' sh*t to the table
This sh*t serious, your big dawg can't even save you
Yeah, b*tch, I'm 'bout my business like a suitcase
My di*k be all up in her mouth just like some toothpaste
These n*ggas trippin', b*tch, you better tie your shoelace
Hit him in the head and make that n*gga a new face
Yeah, but you know I'm one hundred like a blue face
Brrah-bah-bah, make that n*gga do the relay
Hit him with that b*tch and he gon' jig like Tweety
All I get is cake like it's my motherf*ckin' B-day
Look, yeah, I done sold my soul, put it on eBay
f*ck that sh*t, it wasn't worth nothin' anyway
Yeah, and I could f*ck your girl, n*gga, any day
It's up there, I swear to God, just like an interstate