Still Sinning Lyrics – Rich Homie Quan
Singer: Rich Homie Quan
Title: Still Sinning
Man, i see a lot of these n#gg#s
Look into the streets for ummmm glorification like to
Be glorified or some sh#t
You know what i’m saying
You can’t get sh#t out these streets bro
A bullet you know what i’m saying
A f#cking case, other than that man
This sh#t ain’t bout nothing man…. i’m telling you
I ain’t put in work in these streets just to get killed by
Em
Plug call with a whole thing, you know i still buy em
I told my girl i’m faithful but a n#gg# still lyin
And i know the sh#t still wrong but tell me why it feel
Right
Money got a little mold on it but it still spend
That money gone let you know bout who your real
Friends
And yeah i talk to god but bae i still sin
And i ain’t went nowhere lil bae i’m still here
Made a sacrifice so i can live this way
Triеd to give up lean but it don’t feel the samе
Hard to stop doing something and kill the pain
My umbrella got holes so i feel the rain
Done bought this big #ss house
But yet i’m still hood
Flexing on less fortunate don’t feel good
Doc said stop popping percs but i still do it
And i just popped a thirty for i went in on this verse
And the judge gave him thirty when ain’t nobody get
Hurt
If i come through your club, then ain’t nobody getting
Searched
And they can’t find my gun, cause i put it in her purse
These streets don’t love nobody, and i had to learn
That first
I ain’t put in work in these streets just to get killed by
Em
Plug call with a whole thing, you know i still buy em
I told my girl i’m faithful but a n#gg# still lyin
And i know the sh#t still wrong but tell me why it feel
Right
Money got a little mold on it but it still spend
That money gone let you know bout who your real
Friends
And yeah i talk to god but bae i still sin
And i ain’t went nowhere lil bae i’m still here
Hard to love again cause i can’t trust a soul
n#gg#s looking iffy so i clutch the pole
Family and money who i love the most
But like you can’t let that sh#t
Like f#ck with your spirit
Pull up on my street just like the hood owe me
Whip that bentley through the streets cause it’s a
Hood trophy
Made a deal with the devil, yeah we shook on it
And don’t never judge no book bout how it look homie
And i know they wondering bout how i still do it
Liquor and them percocet don’t feel good
You know i got a pistol i’m in your venue
And i’m glad ion look like what i been through
I ain’t put in work in these streets just to get killed by
Em
Plug call with a whole thing, you know i still buy em
I told my girl i’m faithful but a n#gg# still lyin
And i know the sh#t still wrong but tell me why it feel
Right
Money got a little mold on it but it still spend
That money gone let you know bout who your real
Friends
And yeah i talk to god but bae i still sin
And i ain’t went nowhere lil bae i’m still here
Enough of that sh#t man!
You know what i’m sayin..
Fade the sh#t out, cut my mic off…
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