Forgive Me ft. Natale Domine Lyrics

Load the clip in the chop again Searchin' for the niggas and bitches who said

don't drop again Robbin' all the sinners and christians so

I won't flop within Feelin' like yo mama on Christmas, I'm gifted

boxin' in Rappers like your father on Christmas, they

love to play pretend Sentence after sentence, what the fuck you niggas

sayin'

Yeah, mention after mention, if you dissin' then they sprayin' for a nigga

Baby girl, make it shake like the can, gettin' empty

She been tryna find love, I don't wanna catch feelings

Got receivers in my comments, say drop it Lil' nigga, what's poppin'

Jack Harlow on high notes, I'm just holdin' this Bible

Handed it to my rivals, rip out the page Roll, light up the script and smoke

To show you niggas the most high God, jus a bar, please forgive me, I'm on

fire Know it's been a minute since I prayed

See, sometimes I need a lil' sunshine I promise this one time we all ain't fine

Lord, forgive us for our sins Lord, forgive us for our sins

Lord, forgive us for our sins For he will come again

You got me spinnin' in circles, live my life without rehearsal

If I die today, my nigga, was it business? Was it personal

Should this be my last breath? I'm blessed cause it was purposeful

Never got to church to worship, Lord, please, I believe

I'm tired of the gun violence, some niggas influencing

Lookin' stupid to go viral, but still I'm broke

Cause I'm rappin' this real shit that clear eye don't

Want you to see, believe, or even read my quotes

Supposed to be a millionaire, but all this money a joke

Supposed to be a billionaire, and to God I hope

I get it all I won't, forgive the niggas who told me to quit that rappin

And start trappin' my fashion, the latest fabrics

My passion is everlasting, my flow need a fire hazard

My son gon' be gifted cause all I do is just make classics

But back to the world tragedies, I speak my mind every time the world mad at me

At this tired day job, this shit tragic

Spendin' hours of my life to flip patties

I'd rather spend my time with a new Patek

It's a disaster, so I had to speak my mind in this rap, but we still singin

Lord, forgive us for our sins

Lord, forgive us for our sins

Lord, forgive us for our sins

But he will come again

Lord, forgive us for our sins

Lord, forgive us for our sins

Lord, forgive us for our sins

But he will come again

Lord, forgive us for our sins

Lord, forgive us for our sins

I said, how do you find those thoughts so quick

He said, it's not about making things up

You don't have to worry about making things up

If you're really writing from an honest perspective, your thoughts are in there

You just have to locate them

So he's like, you shouldn't stress about making up witty stuff

Or, you know, it's not about that

It's just about finding how you really feel

And locating it, and then just, you know, saying it