Life of a Sinner

(Verse 1) Wakin up was the first task of the day I don't know why but I just feel this way Because the life that I lead is treacherous I think today I'll go out and jack for a lexus or something Maybe do a little bumpin Or go out and kick it at a party that's jumpin Naw, fuck it I think I get a fat sack of that chronic And kick it with the homie Fat Rat Now I'm on a mission for a sack of pot Hopped in my Reager and headed for the bus spot Went to a house that looked like it was damn near And bought a sack from the Jamaicans Now I'm ready to get high and get some vapors Stopped at the liquor store bought some papers Zig-Zags baby nothing but the best Any other kind of papers who's made for smokin stress Scooped up Fat Rat fired up a dub sack Rolled up the window so I can get a contact I had the Reager straight servin And the chronic and the atmosphere had me buzzin I'm feelin pretty good it was some propper shit Humped in a backer corner and bumped a propper bitch And get happy when I roll up I got the bitches in my neighbourhood straight sewed up I bumped a bitch named Rochelle She wanted to get me some pussy Cause she was in love with my pony tails That's not the only thing she's seein me Bitches ain't got no choice but to love a muthafuckin G We Hooked up ?? then I said see you later And it was time to go jack for me some paper I got a victim in sight I'll take his life for a stripe and his money for my appetite (Chorus) A day in the life(3x) Of a sinner Livin the life(3x) Of a sinner (Verse 2) I really don't try to commit any sins I just wanna have a good time with my friends But sometimes it don't work right Cause some crazy shit happens almost every night It might have to be a throw down or show down And I'mma be on your ass just like a bloodhound But then again it might be another dope raid Or maybe a couple of niggas that got they ass sprayed But whatever it is I'm up Be quick to pull a strap on your ass For whatever kinda shit they kicks 187's 211's Bring it on and we can take it to the break of dawn As a sucker punk jumps sellin crack on the corner He's not from the hood so his money is a goner I pull my strap and then I attack from the back Gimme your money muthafucka you're gettin jacked Just like that went back to the bozack Bumped ?? tryna check up for their chronic sack He's not only my friend He's my brother so I hugged and kicked the door in We got the bozack and made a getaway I'm gonna be smokin chronic until my lungs turn grey And get the munchies go home and eat dinner Hit the yea endin the day in the life of a sinner (Chorus) A day in the life(6x) Of a sinner Livin the life(6x) Of a sinner