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Cleanse My Sins Video (MV)




Performed By: DRIP4VRR
Language: English
Length: 2:28
Written by: Gerald Edmunds Jr




DRIP4VRR - Cleanse My Sins Lyrics
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My vision was blurry, so I bought a brand new lens
Rosary, I'm tryna cleanse my sins
How many times they let me down? I can't even count on my hands
I don't want new niggas around, I barely can count on my man
If I get a drop, suit up, load up and I march out like bands
Boom, sweep they block up, broom
Hit they spot up then vroom, I need my space, bitch, move
Lil Krazy, my ace, my goon, don't care how I'm viewed
But check out the views, I'm never gon' lose
That's some I refuse, ain't givin' no clues
While I'm droppin' blues on brand new shoes
I'm diggin', she pushin' me off every time that I'm diggin' out
It's sickin', how y'all keep talkin' bout me with a dick in your mouth
Virgin, I put a dick in the couch
You heard me, bet not run in this house
Don't hurt me, while I'm tryna figure it out
I'm working, I had to change up the route
I'm working, I'm goin' hard, Lord, you can ask my homie
I hope they don't try to cross me, the Lord know I'm holy
I ain't got time, might buy a Rollie
I made you mine, holy matrimony
Whatever you ask, all cash you own it
If you around me broke, I don't condone it
Like, hell nah, we got the same 24 hour, today I ate
Damn, I feel like Kobe
Put the ball in my hands and I call a iso
Cause they can't hold me
I'm still grandma baby boy, but I won't grow up like Jody
My vision was blurry, so I brought a brand new lens
Rosary, I'm tryna cleanse my sins
How many times they let me down
I can't even count on my hands
I don't want new niggas around
I barely can count on my man
If I get that drop, suit up, load up
And I march out like bands
Yeah, march out like bands
Girl, don't start that playing
How you think I came this far
If I ain't have no plan
I'm still healin' from all these scars, no, I ain't lyin
Call my shooter Tony Stark, he keep his iron
I'm still havin' battle with myself
Inside it's like a Civil War,
My girl say I can't be stuck
In my head, gotta start livin' more
EYS to the day I die, might tat that on my arm
Can you please stop actin' hard
For them boys pull your card
My vision was blurry, so I brought a brand new lens
Rosary, I'm tryna cleanse my sins
How many times they let me down
I can't even count on my hands
I don't want new niggas around
I barely can count on my man
If I get that drop, suit up, load up
And I march out like bands
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My vision was blurry, so I bought a brand new lens
Rosary, I'm tryna cleanse my sins
How many times they let me down? I can't even count on my hands
I don't want new niggas around, I barely can count on my man
If I get a drop, suit up, load up and I march out like bands
Boom, sweep they block up, broom
Hit they spot up then vroom, I need my space, bitch, move
Lil Krazy, my ace, my goon, don't care how I'm viewed
But check out the views, I'm never gon' lose
That's some I refuse, ain't givin' no clues
While I'm droppin' blues on brand new shoes
I'm diggin', she pushin' me off every time that I'm diggin' out
It's sickin', how y'all keep talkin' bout me with a dick in your mouth
Virgin, I put a dick in the couch
You heard me, bet not run in this house
Don't hurt me, while I'm tryna figure it out
I'm working, I had to change up the route
I'm working, I'm goin' hard, Lord, you can ask my homie
I hope they don't try to cross me, the Lord know I'm holy
I ain't got time, might buy a Rollie
I made you mine, holy matrimony
Whatever you ask, all cash you own it
If you around me broke, I don't condone it
Like, hell nah, we got the same 24 hour, today I ate
Damn, I feel like Kobe
Put the ball in my hands and I call a iso
Cause they can't hold me
I'm still grandma baby boy, but I won't grow up like Jody
My vision was blurry, so I brought a brand new lens
Rosary, I'm tryna cleanse my sins
How many times they let me down
I can't even count on my hands
I don't want new niggas around
I barely can count on my man
If I get that drop, suit up, load up
And I march out like bands
Yeah, march out like bands
Girl, don't start that playing
How you think I came this far
If I ain't have no plan
I'm still healin' from all these scars, no, I ain't lyin
Call my shooter Tony Stark, he keep his iron
I'm still havin' battle with myself
Inside it's like a Civil War,
My girl say I can't be stuck
In my head, gotta start livin' more
EYS to the day I die, might tat that on my arm
Can you please stop actin' hard
For them boys pull your card
My vision was blurry, so I brought a brand new lens
Rosary, I'm tryna cleanse my sins
How many times they let me down
I can't even count on my hands
I don't want new niggas around
I barely can count on my man
If I get that drop, suit up, load up
And I march out like bands
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Writer: Gerald Edmunds Jr
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