
grimman (indiana) - repent lyrics
[chorus]
know that i sinned from all of the past sh+t that i did, so i gotta repent
get on my knees, and i say me a prayer, and i’m hopin’ the [?] lord will see it
been goin’ through all of this sh+t, you askin’ for help, the landlord ask for rent
and i know that i did some bad things in my life, but i promise to god that’s not what i meant
i’ma hop in the booth, got it shakin’ like [?]
b+tch so bad, you can tell by the scent
get a n+gga hot, that sh+t [?]
give a n+gga nine shots like his name 50 cent
n+ggas [?], but i live in the pent’
roll down the window, can’t see through the tint
and i know it’s all love, but it’s not my intent
when i let that sh+t slide to a certain extent
[verse 1]
wantin’ me to hold you down is crazy
when you can’t even tell me that you love me
my heart been froze for a while
so it’s kinda hard to put a hoe like you above me
doola passed, and i ain’t been the same since
i ain’t gon’ lie, that sh+t [?] f+cked me
hold me down and see the bigger picture
after that, i promise i’ll say that you love me
[interlude]
doola
doola gang
[verse 2]
walk in my room, and i sit in my bed
and i think about sh+t that i gotta invest in
give you some hot, mike tyson the wood
got to typin’ sh+t, motherf+cker, put your chest in
walk into sax with a couple racks
and i walk out of that, and i spend me a license
curl up in a fast sh+t on the highway
motherf+cker can’t even see me on the i+10
never fold again, i can’t go out like that
with devil rings like a punk
pour a four activis up in my cup
now i’m gettin’ slurred on my words like i’m drunk
throw an alley oop on my homeboy
like lebron, he f+ck around and dunk
try to run from these hollow tips
it’s like halloween, you get put in the trunk
know a n+gga, yeah, he scary as h+ll
he in a mood, ice cool, ’cause he a punk
not tryna say it, you run up on me
by the grace of god, these bullets duck
[chorus]
know that i sinned from all of the past sh+t that i did, so i gotta repent
get on my knees, and i say me a prayer, and i’m hopin’ the [?] lord will see it
been goin’ through all of this sh+t, you askin’ for help, the landlord ask for rent
and i know that i did some bad sh+t in my life, but i promise to god that’s not what i meant
i’ma hop in the booth, got it shakin’ like [?]
b+tch so bad, you can tell by the scent
get a n+gga hot, that sh+t [?]
give a n+gga nine shots like his name 50 cent
n+ggas [?], but i live in the pent’
roll down the window, can’t see through the tint
and i know it’s all love, but it’s not my intent
when i let that sh+t slide to a certain extent
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