
Lord Forgive Me Kevin Gates (Ft. Skooly & Strap)
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[Intro]
Yeah
Huh, huh
Yeah
[Chorus: Strap or Sheldrick]
Lord you know I'm a sinner
Give no fucks, I don't remember
I remember reading scriptures
I remember law and pistol
Real diamond no crystal
Dollar signs all are mental
Dollar signs all are mental
Dollar signs all are mental
Grindin' hard for my boy
Grind hard for my nigga
We don't work for every nigga
I ain't trust that nigga
Name another nigga realer
Name another nigga realer (yeah)
Name another nigga realer
Name another nigga realer (yeah)
[Verse 1: Strap or Sheldrick]
I was a star in the mud
Ridin' around with my boy
Ridin' around with a thug
The street that showed me some love
They beefin' at a lil boy
I'm keepin' the heat by my gut
We got us a shooter, so what?
We loadin' up when we boot up
Niggas be actin so tough, I know they bluff
I know you ain't come up rough
Might pour a four in my cup, while I count up
Promise I can't get enough
V-Frame, when the heat change
In the two-seater, watch me switch lanes
We on Biscayne, I don't see lame
Cuban link chain, I don't link chain
Yeah
Huh, huh
Yeah
[Chorus: Strap or Sheldrick]
Lord you know I'm a sinner
Give no fucks, I don't remember
I remember reading scriptures
I remember law and pistol
Real diamond no crystal
Dollar signs all are mental
Dollar signs all are mental
Dollar signs all are mental
Grindin' hard for my boy
Grind hard for my nigga
We don't work for every nigga
I ain't trust that nigga
Name another nigga realer
Name another nigga realer (yeah)
Name another nigga realer
Name another nigga realer (yeah)
[Verse 1: Strap or Sheldrick]
I was a star in the mud
Ridin' around with my boy
Ridin' around with a thug
The street that showed me some love
They beefin' at a lil boy
I'm keepin' the heat by my gut
We got us a shooter, so what?
We loadin' up when we boot up
Niggas be actin so tough, I know they bluff
I know you ain't come up rough
Might pour a four in my cup, while I count up
Promise I can't get enough
V-Frame, when the heat change
In the two-seater, watch me switch lanes
We on Biscayne, I don't see lame
Cuban link chain, I don't link chain
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