Drowning in Conviction

Lyrics

[Verse 1] I put my life up in these songs, shit, I got nothing to hide Don't wear my Audemars no more, it's up a buck twenty-five They said it make her pussy wet, she started sucking me dry These niggas never outside, that's why they suckers ahlie Partner stabbed me in the back, that shit is stuck in my side And I don't play with people kids so don't be fucking with mine Seen my little cousin die, that shit stuck in my mind Don't give a fuck that M Dot dead, I'm fucking with Zy I told the bitch, "You wanna be my bitch? Well get up in line" I told my daughter, "Everything is ours and nothing is mine" My nigga broke, won't get a job because he's stuck in his pride He had to strip a nigga to get some dinner a couple of times I told a ho, "Stop acting shy and take a bump of this line" Bitch how you hoing all these years and nothing put to the side? I think my therapist on my line, that bitch just text me "You fine?" I'm outta pocket, Xan the only one that can put me in line [Chorus] I've been drowning in conviction like I'm sinking in sand They say ain't nobody perfect, well my bitch said I am You ain't gang unless you doing gangster shit for the fam I love my young'un, he said "Blow, I'm getting rich off a scam" I've been drowning in conviction like I'm sinking in sand They say ain't nobody perfect, well my bitch said I am You ain't gang unless you doing gangster shit for the fam I love my young'un, he said "Blow, I'm getting rich off a scam" [Verse 2] I've been drowning in conviction, got me swimming in fear I had to separate to elevate 'cause niggas is weird I know my London bitch miss me, I ain't been there a year She sent me vids playing with herself, her pussy was pierced Wore every colour Denim Tears and never wear 'em again On every verse I keep it real, there ain't no need to pretend If you was never loyal to me, ain't no need to begin It hurts, you think somebody family and they weren't even a friend Don't care about your rapping nigga, don't compare him to me Bitch asked me rate her head, I said "It's dead, you're a three" There's nothing but some real P's in my family tree So every dollar that the bitch makes, she hand it to me So much a real nigga, got that shit branded on tees A fan just threw me real P's, I quickly ran it OT Can keep them names and pretty bags, I'm only blowing OG Can ask about me in the streets, they all say "Blow an OG" [Chorus] I've been drowning in conviction like I'm sinking in sand They say ain't nobody perfect, well my bitch said I am You ain't gang unless you doing gangster shit for the fam I love my young'un, he said "Blow, I'm getting rich off a scam" I've been drowning in conviction like I'm sinking in sand They say ain't nobody perfect, well my bitch said I am You ain't gang unless you doing gangster shit for the fam I love my young'un, he said "Blow, I'm getting rich off a scam"