Yungeen Ace poignantly delves into the struggles and contradictions of a tumultuous life where pain and success intertwine. The artist reflects on his journey from hardship to affluence, emphasizing the persistence of inner turmoil despite external achievements. The lyrics reveal a duality wherein wealth and luxury coexist with ongoing emotional battles, distrust, and a longing for genuine connection. Themes of betrayal, loss, and the relentless pressure of past traumas underscore his narrative, highlighting a perpetual state of conflict between aspiring for a better life and grappling with the shadows of his former existence. The recurring sense of isolation and cries for help illustrate a deep-seated vulnerability masked by material prosperity, painting a vivid picture of a life where sin and the quest for redemption are ever-present companions.
Life of Sin
Lyrics
(Cutta, we rich)
I remember, we was slidin' back to back inside a Focus (inside a Focus)
That Ferrari jump too fast and I can't focus (and I can't focus)
I been dealin' with some problems I can't cope with
But I made millions out my pain and they ain't know this (they ain't know this)
I been dealin' with this shit and I can barely hold it in (hold it in)
I can't let nobody in, 'cause I'm tired of losin' friends (tired of losin' friends)
Cryin' out for help, feel like the walls be closin' in
Mama tellin' me repent, she know I live a life of sin
Tell me (tell me)
When I was down bad, why y'all ain't help me? (Why ain't you help me?)
Dealin' with depression when they left me (when they left me)
Woah-oh, I'm so helpless, baby (what?)
Disloyalty got me rockin' on my own (swear)
I can't seem to trust nobody, my past still got me gone
I been in and out of jail, callin' from the jail phone
Trey callin' from the cell, ain't 'posed to have no cell phone (ayy, trey)
Aunty, she a dope head
Wanted to trap like my brother, Ed
Gotta be careful what I say, man, I ain't gon' lie, I still want him dead
Exotic cars in my yard, all of 'em push-start (push-start)
Double R when I ride, I ain't talkin' Rick Ross (Rick Ross)
This shit different, I came from nothin', I spend millions (I spend millions)
Glass chandeliers hangin' from the ceiling (from the ceiling)
I ain't gon' lie, this a whole 'nother feelin'
Wait 'til I show you how I'm livin'
I remember, we was slidin' back to back inside a Focus (inside a Focus)
That Ferrari jump too fast and I can't focus (and I can't focus)
I been dealin' with some problems I can't cope with
But I made millions out my pain and they ain't know this (they ain't know this)
I been dealin' with this shit and I can barely hold it in (hold it in)
I can't let nobody in, 'cause I'm tired of losin' friends (tired of losin' friends)
Cryin' out for help, feel like the walls be closin' in
Mama tellin' me repent, she know I live a life of sin
Smilin' outside but deep inside I'm so empty (empty)
They favorite lie they tell me, they ridin' and forever with me
But lowkey envy on the low, wanna kill me on the low (damn)
But highkey, I'm on point, I'm already knowin' how it go (facts)
Dodgin' back from all misfortune, keep it real and I can't fake it (can't)
Tryna accomplish all my dreams before they take me (before they take me)
Why all these niggas hatin'? The prosecutors hate me
How the fuck I'm supposed to enjoy life and worry 'bout my safety? (Woah)
I was locked up when Durk had mentioned me inside a magazine (XXL)
Still think about Von, he showed me loyalty I ain't never seen
Can you hear me when I'm callin'? Chloe sit down and talk to me
I been tryna let go of shit but I can't seem to get it off me (I can't)
They screamin' that I'm ignorant but maybe I'm just too direct
My mind been on money, I'm tryna figure out what's next
They steady judgin' me off what I believe
I'm stuck between a good life and my mind in the streets
I remember, we was slidin' back to back inside a Focus (inside a Focus)
That Ferrari jump too fast and I can't focus (and I can't focus)
I been dealin' with some problems I can't cope with
But I made millions out my pain and they ain't know this (they ain't know this)
I been dealin' with this shit and I can barely hold it in (hold it in)
I can't let nobody in, 'cause I'm tired of losin' friends (tired of losin' friends)
Cryin' out for help, feel like the walls be closin' in
Mama tellin' me repent, she know I live a life of sin
Tell me (tell me)
When I was down bad, why y'all ain't help me?
(Woah-oh) I'm so helpless, baby
Writer(s): Adam Janecek, Henry Lotas-Sherratt, Jordan May Holt, Keyanta Bullard, Peter Gogola
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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