Verse Mack - Born Sinner Part 2 lyrics

[Chorus: Word Play] I am a sinner, who's guaranteed to sin again I ain't a Christian, I ain't no Christian But that shouldn't determine your hate Listening to music on the track b**h don't k** my vibe, b**h don't k** my vibe I can feel your hatred from to light years away I got my spikes and my inhaler, I'm usually laughing but right now I'm saying b**h don't k** my vibe, b**h don't k** my vibe b**h don't k** my vibe, b**h don't k** my vibe [Verse 1: Word Play] Ask me why and I'll tell you the reason why I wanna make it in track Money and fame is nice and all, but it's not it and that's a fact Grandmama always wanted to see me run, when she was on this planet Left the Earth in 2011, hurt me so bad but I ain't let nobody see that Since then, to myself, imma take track more seriously for her sake No God-fearing n***a, so all that sh** that happened to me, it's fate Looking at the 2012 State vid, I am leaning on that 2 hard Yessir I am black and yeah I run track, but n***a don't pull the race card Don't be racist, I ain't going to college just for some athletic gain Gonna figure out ways for Blacks in society to have less pain And when a hater critiques my track sk**s, it goes through one ear and out the other We two different people, you run for the fame while I run for my late grandmother After this track, when you see me at a track meet, you know what's on my mind So be courteous homie and not ignorant and b**h don't k** my vibe Mi-Mi this's for you, Word [Chorus 2: Verse Mack] I'm a sinner, and imma sin again I'm a loser, but imma win again And I'm a loner, don't f** with people's trends And I am a viber, so b**h don't k** it [Verse 2: Verse Mack] I stay prayed up, we stay dreamed up Shout out t my fam, me and Word Play we done teamed up f** all these haters n***a y'all know I stay schemed up Keep your head above water like f** Bush and FEMA I just wanna gold pager and a Beamer Or some fresh a** Dunks that cost a guap I never really had it but spend like I got a lot I be wasting time like I don't own a f**ing clock My life is like a movie tell me who about to watch They arrested me for k**ing bars but I will never stop I go to the f**ing top, I climb rocks I don't do 'em RIP to my fam, I know you prolly knew 'em We don't understand the picture 'cause the way that they construe them They love to cloud our vision with these chains and these gangs We barely off the slave ship, now they're corporate planes We all vanity slaves, we carry these slave names Vibe life I get it, vibe like the realest All up in the sky 'cause we don't know the f**ing ceiling We just know these leaky roofs, we are the broken youth But I swear if I don't make it, I'd change my name to living proof Verse