Blast Holiday - My Iniquities lyrics

[Hook] Looking for a victory through my iniquities Get it selling crack, robbing n***as or a kick of D Get it in all-black, pimping hoes or a lick spree The devil tricked me to stick with my iniquities Looking for a victory through my iniquities It vanished so fast, you thought it was a green ghost You want it so bad, you get it and you need mo' Money is the root of all evil, my iniquities [Verse 1] Serran wrapping or gel, bet it hide the smell Serran wrapping or gel, hide it in the tail Or in the front dash, remove the airbags The slightest impact or crash gon' have us jetlagged Projects bad, look at our generation All prospects stranded in a hustler's nation On time dog never have my customers waiting I can't delay a busy schedule to keep (Okay) So if the grind calls dope, guns or money making Eight out of ten it be dollars we speak Ate up his Benz with some hollows this week Cause he weak, and think his V12 can rock up the street And ?, so he can sleep, well I made the Benz fishtail Cause tinted windows couldn't hide you from P (n***a) I'm in a business where I lie constantly Them damn Yankees on my a** like J. Giambi [Hook] [Verse 2] I don't wear skinny jeans cause my dick won't fit The streets know what I mean, though my speech so sick The CGs like nah Blast, talk that sh** Connect got caught slipping had to chalk them bricks (yup) DA trying to work us with a RICO skit Plus gang enhancements, which leave slim chances Like smoking cigarettes when you got cancer Like having Christmas without Santa I told them in Philly is where to find The Answer, CGs like P so slick man Them s**as keep pointing like they seen a fallen asteroid Dropping dimes like the s**a on Belly Won't be over till the problem's not a problem and they all destroyed Making heinz leak out of they belly I'm a saint slash lunatic sorta like Nelly Cooking 'caine on the stove in the roach motelly [Hook] [Verse 3] Taught her to flip game proudly Now mommy keep a Tommy in her Juicy Coutoures Stolen profile and Audi Now she zip slip sliding when we walk in the store (zoom) A big mouth but she know to keep quiet 'less she want her eye violet and have to exit the door A wet mouth down there never be quiet Every time I go inside her she be begging for more (Blast, Blast, Blast) Give me one more dance So we did the two step with Mos Def in our gla** A love song this ain't never been Gucci garments is all she ever in, I'm sort of thinking of settling But I'm a dog like K-Federline Who's really sick in the head, I heard he ? the purple medicine And on top of that I'm negligent But she blind to that fact cause in her eyes I'm heaven sent [Hook]