Lyrics Life of Sin - Yungen, Kai Ryder

Life of Sin

I know what you’ve been through
I know where you’ve been
I know you just tryna make the most and live good in this life of sin
I know where you wanna go
But it’s down to him
All the fame, all the money, all the hoes, they don’t mean a thing
In this real world
They wanna see you do well, just not better than them
I’m due to trust a enemy before I trust my friends
These man will risk their freedom to be the man in the ends
For a dead Rolex or a Benz, they all the same
Me I’m from the same place but so different
I buy my mum a house before I make my watch glisten
I’ve seen my friends die, the other half go to prison
The difference between me and them is I listen
These last few months, I been thinking till my head explodes
So many fakes in the scene waiting to get exposed
It’s rap or road, this is the path I chose
Me and flowers in the back of the Rolls
Five flights in a week, I really come from the streets
Where most my friends ain’t never been to the beach
From the school of hard knocks, only real man here can teach
Live before you die, that’s all I preach, (Amen)
Man I don’t give to receive, me I give to my G’s
I give to my fam, they all get a cut till I bleed
I’m on my way, I just tell them believe
I been around the whole world, I can’t go back to selling no weed
I wasn’t turning up, I was turning green to peace
Who said money don’t grow on trees
But I ain’t tryna leave my marj lonely or make my family grieve
But I ain’t any kid, I’ve got dreams
But I’m real so if it’s beef guess who’s ridin' out
Hoody and a bally, if it’s me, you ain’t findin' out
Tryna duck the sirens out
We was doing all the sit that all them man were lyin' 'bout
See me out the same day on the strip, I ain’t hidin' out
Big, but I don’t ever call names
You’re gonna see me ballin' where it says «No ball games»
In the middle of the hood with my squad and my crown
I’m still around when it all goes down
But ask about me, went from Morley’s in Palace, to Vapiano’s in Sydney
I’m face timing my brothers, next time I’m bringing them with me
I heard they tryna load shots, they better hope they don’t miss me
I ain’t got no time to argue with pickney
My nephew’s in secondary, I gotta set an example
I gotta shine, there ain’t nothin' you can’t do
I’m on all of his friends phones, but to him I’m just uncle
But it’s chaos every time that I come through
And he love that shit