King Iso, A-Wax - Blemish lyrics

Lord forgive me for my sinnin'
50 thousand on the wrist another
40 in the denim tell em hold onto this L
They get so mad about us winning
DA dropped most of the charges they
Wish I still had em pending
Could of saved a couple dollars but been
(ballin' out on pendants??)
I ain't signing with nobody I
Still want my independence
All this syrup in my soda
Make my body feel replenished
Tell em check the resume on my
Name is not a blemish

Diamonds VVS, shoot outs while on GPS
You made the morning news KPIX all on CBS
Got this money round me all
My old homies agreeing lеss
Shit be going bad even somеtimes
When I mean the best smoking back to back
But it isn't to relive the stress
We trapping out the whip
Got a whole pharmacy like CVS
That Cali shot connect I feel
Like T Rogers from PBS
Fuck the industry before this I
Still had street success
Fuck a bag or two I'm
Looking for a box bitch
Swear this Maserati seat feel more
Like it's a cockpit
If it's up with me it's up
No need to talk shit
And if you ever think I'm falling
Off you smoking rocks bitch

Lord forgive me for my sinnin
50 thousand on the wrist another
40 in the denim tell em hold onto this L
They get so mad about us winning
DA dropped most of the charges they
Wish I still had em pending
Could of saved a couple dollars but been
(ballin' out on pendants??)
I ain't signing with nobody I
Still want my independence
All this syrup in my soda
Make my body feel replenished
Tell em check the resume on my
Name is not a blemish

They want me depressed but
I'm stacking green instead
Back then in my cell under my door
They slid a piece of bread
When I got the spotlight on me
I start choosing peace instead
Depend on how you spell I ain't
Dwelling on no people dead
Get erased over that paper
While receiving lead
Make a play but they don't catch
Is what the wide receiver said
Sunday I'll be hopping boarder lines
There's your Easter egg
I write everything I say in
Red like what Jesus said
Told that bitch I want the head
And not the box bitch
Everybody's strapped I'm not the one
You want to box with
If it's up with me it's up
No need to talk shit
And if you ever think I'm falling
Off you smoking rocks bitch

Yeah, Lord forgive me for my sinnin
40 thousand on my neck this FN 40 in my denim
Told em hold on to this L but that's
My blunt you better not hit it
Catch a DV if I fade em I
Don't put my hands on women
Got a bitch in Kansas city
Trapping out in independence
Fuck the music industry I rock
With the best independent
2020 ain't do shit but help
Me get a better vision
Bitch my resume to solid you
Can't get this job position