LORD FORGIVE ME [AT THE CRIB VERSION] Songtext
von Tobe Nwigwe & Fat Nwigwe

Yeah
Lord, forgive me, Lord, forgive me, Lord, forgive me, Lord, forgive me (yeah)
Lord, forgive me, Lord, forgive me, Lord, forgive me, Lord, forgive me

Lord, forgive me, I be putting in work
Lord, forgive me, I was doing that dirt
Lord, forgive me, I put a hole in his shirt
Lord, forgive me, he was on the wrong turf
Lord, forgive me, had the pistol at the church
Lord, forgive me, been cursed since birth
Lord, forgive me, tryna figure my worth
I′m tryna do better, can't get no worse

What I′ve done wrong, I've done right, it's my darkness in your sunshine
(Yeah, what I, what I, what I, what I)
What I′ve done wrong, I′ve done right, it's my darkness in your sunshine


Look, before I spit a hallelujah, I′ma need a hearse
'Cause I ain′t finna let nobody hoe me out here
My pockets on Buddha (Fat), church
My demons still gotta pay the toll round here
Big Glock, keep heavy metal like Kid Rock
Barrel of the Sig' hot, shoot ′til my wrist lock
If the opposition make a pit stop, bouta drip drop
Get popped while some Kidz Bop's playing

Yeah, on my daughter's, know that this ain′t only talk
My only thought is how to make a choppa
Make a oppa skate from ′round this hoe like Tony Hawk
Yeah, tell Skateboard P that this a buffet
I'm from where they handle more keys than valet
Whole squad grip beams, but this ain′t a ba-
So if you hear that boom boom, all I can say is

Lord, forgive me, Lord, forgive me, Lord, forgive me, Lord, forgive me (say, what was that?)
Lord, forgive me, Lord, forgive me, Lord, forgive me, Lord, forgive me

Lord, forgive me, I be putting in work
Lord, forgive me, I was doing that dirt
Lord, forgive me, I put a hole in his shirt
Lord, forgive me, he was on the wrong turf
Lord, forgive me, had the pistol at the church
Lord, forgive me, been cursed since birth
Lord, forgive me, tryna figure my worth
I'm tryna do better, can′t get no worse


What I've done wrong, I′ve done right, it's my darkness in your sunshine
(Yeah, what I, what I, what I, what I)
What I've done wrong, I′ve done right, it′s my darkness in your sunshine

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Whole hood screamin', "Big Fat, don′t hurt 'em"
Tob like ("Hell naw, get ′em")
Big steppin' on the head of the serpent (mm-hmm)
But I keep a blade ′case I gotta kill 'em

Everything beheaded when I get it
I done slid on everything, but I ain't credit nor the debit
I′m invested, that′s why I can go from' crumbs to bein′ breaded
And my baby daddy got our bank account in seven digits plus some (plus some)

Can't fight good, but I bust guns
It′s on sight wit' me, never duck none (duck none)
I′m givin' my 'hood babies trust funds (yeah)
We ain′t never goin′ broke, ayy, look
I don't play about my two lil′ daughters or my son
Or my lil' baby that′s about to come
I leave a demon holier than nuns and then pray

Lord, forgive me, Lord, forgive me, Lord, forgive me, Lord, forgive me (yeah)
Lord, forgive me, Lord, forgive me, Lord, forgive me, Lord, forgive me

Lord, forgive me, I been putting in work
Lord, forgive me, I was doing that dirt
Lord, forgive me, I put a hole in his shirt
Lord, forgive me, he was on the wrong turf
Lord, forgive me, had the pistol at the church
Lord, forgive me, been cursed since birth
Lord, forgive me, tryna figure my worth
I'm tryna do better, can′t get no worse

What I've done wrong, I've done right, it′s my darkness in your sunshine
(What I, what I, what I)
What I′ve done wrong, I've done right, it′s my darkness in your sunshine

Real quick say, Lord forgive me
One more time say, Lord forgive me