In my blood lyrics

Oh, yeah
La-da-da-da-da-da
Whoa

Yeah
Made a promise to my mama that
I gotta be better than I was (better than I was)
To my granny I'm an angel, but
This murder sh*t be runnin' through my blood (gang)
It's in my bloodline (bloodline)
Better hug your dawg if you love 'em
'Cause I can't hug mine (on God)
Retaliate, we put 'em up
Lil' b*tch, I slung iron (blatt)
Locked in a cell, I got out of jail
And I still done crime (whoa, ah-ah-ah)

This why I still be in my feelings (why?)
Maybe 'cause the b*tch that I'm lovin' be actin' different (ha)
Don't respect the fact I'm workin' on what we buildin' (what?)
And I ain't forget the pain, I'm just workin' on my forgivenеss
Section 8, I'm thuggin', got killers all in my trenchеs (for real)
Clutchin', I got action, get at me, this sh*t get wicked (yeah)
Choppa flip 'em like a gymnast, yeah, without no blindfold
Treat an opp just like a surfboard, yeah, when I slide on
Full of passion bare the fruit of everlasting sh*t
Tell me they love me, but they hate me, I'm the last they pick
Under construction 'cause destruction what I always get
I went from selfless to selfish, they hatin' like a b*tch
n*ggas will plot on you, scheme on you
It's love 'til the beam on you
f*ck you over when it's done
Still gon' say what they need from you
Ain't no friends left to build with
Tools in hands but we ain't buildin'
n*ggas prayin' for my downfall 'cause they know I got real sh*t
It's like hatin' is the f*ckin' way of life now
Talkin' down on my name make haters so proud
Extra silent when I speak because my guns loud
Preach the positive but still won't put my guns down
I don't bang, you get banged if you ever try to check this
Feel like MO3, for sure, G, showin' love to Texas
On a song with my dawg, I'm gettin' features from Heaven
I'ma try to emulate you, but I know nobody better

Hey
Made a promise to my mama that
I gotta be better than I was (better than I was)
To my granny I'm an angel, but
This murder sh*t be runnin' through my blood (gang)
It's in my bloodline (bloodline)
Better hug your dawg if you love 'em
'Cause I can't hug mine (on God)
Retaliate, we put 'em up
Lil' b*tch, I slung iron (blatt)
Locked in a cell, I got out of jail
And I still done crime (whoa, ah-ah-ah)