Lyrics Washed Wins - Eknock

Lord forgive me
After all you blessed me with
All you put me through I still got a bone to pick
But I'm thankful
Cuz

Who else deserves praise for this optic plague
In this dog eat dog I never seen a cage
It was poor eat poor you ain't spare no change
Only after the lick I'm memberin' I'm saved
So I guess Lord forgive me for tryna pull these strings
Nah Lord forgive me for doing things you ain't
It only pissed me off cuz they weren't things you can't
Back to dubs, done with these subs you know my pain
Could've been me on a shirt, 'stead I got this stain
Life could've been sugar, yet we got this cane
Know you gotta make do with whatever he brew
So hard round every negro soon as our needs grew
To a matrimony with no alimony
Feed a fiend up your means so the average growing
Of niggas tired of ramen selling regimen
The mix clean they can't specify the specimen

Wash my wins keep my record (CLEAN)
Blood on my hands watch your blood keep me (CLEAN)
Ain't serve a sentence I just peeped Word
Says you stuck with protecting me
Wash my wins keep my record (CLEAN)
Blood on my hands watch your blood keep me (CLEAN)
Ain't serve a sentence I just peeped Word
Says you stuck with protecting me

Look
So I thank Abba for the Abra
Ciego a mi casa
Cuz one wrong move
Is a brick house to the lava
Open to any wrong you could tell just by my chakra
Ain't believe my own self, so I called this nigga Knocker
(Now hold on, hold on who's Knocker?)
The one who villains knew
You locked your whip? Them boys is coming through
(You owe him what? nigga where's your shoes)
Teachers told him a nigga gon pull your number soon just cuz your tone
(Ain't he the nigga you asked bout your phone?)
I was next to you fake gangstas whole time
Would laugh when I'd pick up change but if I dropped dime
Could get all these niggas clapped for they open act
Behind curtains stressing the grade they gon hold you at
We just pulled up to a party like "Who holding that?"
And all my brothers know better than to hold me back
Cuz I was never one who would choose to fight
I'll po' my own bottle if I chose to write
Won't be the first time for suicidal thoughts
Deserve a Rich Millie God think I'm worth more than the time I bought
(Hahahahaha)
Yeah Big had to laugh it off
Promise once I fail they'll scream mazel tov
I never wished for a down fall or one's demise
My life flash in a blink my momma close my eyes
I prayed to God that if it's time I should go first
If not the only way I'll stop my bad is being worse

Wash my wins keep my record (CLEAN)
Blood on my hands watch your blood keep me (CLEAN)
Ain't serve a sentence I just peeped Word
Says you stuck with protecting me
Wash my wins keep my record (CLEAN)
Blood on my hands watch your blood keep me (CLEAN)
Ain't serve a sentence I just peeped Word
Says you stuck with protecting me

Look
The only way out is the way through
Grams and cans non-recycble what paved you?
Judas or users word useless who played who?
Neither of us got the answers so what swayed you?
Into thinking you penny pinching and staying legal
Would get you a better part in this life regal
Shoot all the Mariahs were once magdalenes
All is fair if you read Ecclesiastes
All vanity to course of humanity
I earned stripes you tryna earn only pleasantries
Every fix up turn in this broken world
Niggas really ask God why they don't have a girl
Knowing mother's with stillborns tryna find theirs
I only pray I'll keep warm through my child years
And claim a reservation into Heaven's venue
Well washed wins closing tabs off that menu nigga