Rin Dunn - Sleeping with my gun...

I'm sorry babe
Sleeping with beretta again
I don't know who hold me down more
But y'all both off better with RiN
I ain't gone press y'all buttons cause it's dangerous
They gone take shots
Take shots
And gone take some aim at us
Cause we taking spots
We take a lot
So they put the blame on us
Imma tell a vision cause I got high sense
I ain't been this high since
I couldn't tell the difference between my senses
But see you a good girl
But she got me jumping over fences
Doing some basic cleaning for my crown
For a second
I thought was a dentist
If i said it once
I'll said it again
So you know exactly that I meant it
I need some plaques upon my wall
And get my mama a new Bentley
Me and my brother go at it sometimes
I pray on my soul that all we ever been through
Never gets repented
My homie in jail cause he don't talk a lot
But they still him judged him for a run off sentence
My vessel aint for the weak
Body need replenished
Jay told me you got to live with regrets
So in my regrets that I invented
I carry on my back
Imma man not a boy
So everything I did
I then done did it
Im the one with it
Grab them Batons and run with it
I imagined,
When the starting pistol rang off
On the mark
Get set
The range of me passing y'all
Cuz its in my blood to move fast
Loose cash
Thats just some dollars in change
A boost pass
10 following days to be claimed
Do me justice
the league don't help
They hold grudges
Tell em let shit go
They rather be strain
When I stop
Then I drop
One day
Then I
Then I
Gotta draw it down on canvases
Try to draw it down but its on aim assist
Salt over shoulders
Take a grain in this
Trust me dawg
You dont feel the pain in this
Hop scotch this where I draw the line
Not on my watch
Will I ever find the time to call a spade a spade
And face the fact
Ion think I ever find another broad as fine as wine
Had to keep it brief
Thats why the case is closed
Never got the call
To see if I ever made it home
Bout time that I pay this note
Bout time that I save my soul
Out of time
Now my patience blown
All week ive been used
Im weak and Im bruised
From job after job
From kin up to you
Im gone sin like the usual
Im on ten like the usual
Im on ten like the usual

Written by:
Torin Colbert

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