[Intro]
Mhm, sin again
It's Duvy, yeah
Grrrt, bah, bah, bah

[Chorus]
In life, gotta sin again
Know that feelin' when you lose your friend
Go get 'em, go spin again
Everybody get it, yeah, bullets go beat 'em
Perc 10, pour four again
I'm losin' my mind, you gon' lose your fitted
I'm ridin' again, I'm slidin' again
I'm slime, so don't come near me
See fake through the Cartier lens
Pressure your block, we pull off in Benz
My denims, they full of some Benjamins
Fuck your dead friends
I got n***as I won't see again
Got n***as they stuck in the pen'
He fly, he heaven sent
PTSD, so I

[Verse 1]
Roll wit' a hеater
Jerms Gang, lil' bro be a dеmon
Go spin again, go sin again
Got so much beef, yeah, many men
Three ho's on me and they just wan' eat me
I cannot slip, bro, I mean it
You wasn't there, I'm fightin' my demons
Sleep, talk wit' the reaper
Oh-oh-oh
[Chorus]
In life, gotta sin again
Know that feelin' when you lose your friend
Go get 'em, go spin again
Everybody get it, yeah, bullets go beat 'em
Perc 10, pour four again
I'm losin' my mind, you gon' lose your fitted
I'm ridin' again, I'm slidin' again
I'm slime, so don't come near me
See fake through the Cartier lens
Pressure your block, we pull off in Benz
My denims, they full of some Benjamins
Fuck your dead friends
I got n***as I won't see again
Got n***as they stuck in the pen'
He fly, he heaven sent
PTSD, so I

[Verse 2]
Spin again, sin again
I do not fuck with, y'all many men
I was down bad, had to get it in
You wasn't there, I'm VLONE
Going alone, die alone
I'm off them drugs, I'm never alone
Stick to the code, that's how it goes
She wanna fuck but she innocent
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Strapped up like the Navy
Jane Babies, n***as hate me
Lost so many friends, yeah, I'm sick of it
Right in the streets, lost lil' bro
I swear I never leave the heat
We love the war, it ain't no peace, uh
Oh-ah
[Chorus]
In life, gotta sin again
Know that feelin' when you lose your friend
Go get 'em, go spin again
Everybody get it, yeah, bullets go beat 'em
Perc 10, pour four again
I'm losin' my mind, you gon' lose your fitted
I'm ridin' again, I'm slidin' again
I'm slime, so don't come near me
See fake through the Cartier lens
Pressure your block, we pull off in Benz
My denims, they full of some Benjamins
Fuck your dead friends
I got n***as I won't see again
Got n***as they stuck in the pen'
He fly, he heaven sent
PTSD, so I