We're going to hell
We're going to hell
What are your sins?
Confess them to me
Tell me everything
Where have you been?
You gotta stop your evil deeds
Tell me everything
No influence
We under that
No lifestyle
Can trust in that
Just wanna be a rockstar
Smash the guitar
Doing all explicit
With the girl from the bar
You know the one who looking
Like a mila
Or a Miley
Or a Theresa with a body
Of a goddess or maybe mrs clause
Either way she looking beautiful
So I'll throw up 5 words
Can I get your number?
Days later no reply
F*ck that bitch let her die
What are your sins?
Confess them to me
Tell me everything
Where have you been?
You gotta stop your evil deeds
Tell me everything
The bass he supplying
Is f*cking up my noggin
I need to be jogging
I need to be logged in
For your entertainment
I'll feel so alone
With a conscious paper
Just a notebook full of lost hope
And a 100 different pages
Need to write out my life
Leave these stories for my children
Just so they can see what I'm like
Before they entered my life ight
Don't play me out
You looking trash
Don't listen to that
Bullshit slap
What are your sins?
Confess them to me
Tell me everything
Where have you been?
You gotta stop your evil deeds
Tell me everything
I got the sauce
Mother-f*cker
What you take me for?
The God-feed in full effect
F*cked your bae raw
Now we feeling f*cking f*cked
Off this new rap blunt
Talking mixtapes
Vinyl albums
Big ass plaques
Hundred stands of fans
Full effect
This life is but a movie
With no special effects
Just a drama going crazy
Let's smoke up
Let's go off
Let's make a plan
Smoke it all up
Go off
Out again
What are your sins?
Confess them to me
Tell me everything
Where have you been?
You gotta stop your evil deeds
Tell me everything