Paque - Spinnin' Lyrics

Living, I'm winning, and sinning again
Spinning, we losing control of our head
Lord won't you save me when I'm feeling dead
We all working with demons, we need to repent
Living, I'm winning, and sinning again
Spinning, I'm losing control of my head
Lord won't you save when I'm feeling dead
We all working with demons we need to repent

I don't mad, I get even, all seasons
Catching Z's but I'm not sleeping
High treason, If a brother test my might
In fight or flight, If you wanna test I will
My tongue like steel, (stick up) I rob not steal, ah
Fakes only copy the real, I'll tell you the deal
No less than a mill, Mr. CEO
Cause you want that money and I'm tryna see me go
To highs from lows, hope I ain't the last to glow
Feeling like the last G, that starts with O
No gangster, no, I ain't gotta blast and blow
If these bars recharge and gon' crack your dome
Cause I thought I made clear I ain't the one to be messed with
Writing shit to me is technically writing your death wish
Lyrical, not physical, I ride with God
Thou shall not kill, but my 16 does
Strictly buds, if we talking pound for pound
Big wolf, you can't clown this hound
I'm hands down bound to break grounds and shake this whole town
I don't need no accolades, you can keep that shit crown
So sit down, relax and listen to me spitting
You should be honoured by the greatness I've written
Never bitten, I ain't no Mosquito
My name Peter, like the rock, ain't no moss here bro
But these other niggas strapped, no fashion, Moschino
They bout action, they might catch em at the church or mosque he go
This world is evil so let's flip it and live
Gotta do it for ourselves, gotta do it for our kids
That's why I injure beats while it's rude to hit
Ain't new to this but feeling like the newest uh
That's why I injure beats while it's rude to hit
Ain't new to this but feeling like the newest kid

Living, I'm winning, and sinning again
Spinning, I'm losing control of my head
Lord won't you save when I'm feeling dead
We all working with demons we need to repent
Living, I'm winning, and sinning again
Spinning, I'm losing control of my head
Lord won't you save when I'm feeling dead
We all working with demons we need to repent

Living my M, living my O, live in a town, spitting with soul
Study my head, tipping my toe, in an ocean that's giving me hope
I'm the guy to never let go, Spotify's for sitting at home
Sellable, professional, come watch this guy deliver a show
Self made in flames of desperation, leg shaking
Thinking about the days when I'd sleep awake in Penn station
With lyric pen fading, witnessing the illest sensation
Drumming on a bucket with an inner spirit death's waiting
A rapper, a manager, gambling, haggling, staggering
Embarrassing, scrambling, rags clothes hanging like a mannequin
Life works, throwing a spanner in
Sticking a dagger into the dark side like Anakin
Have a presence, remain in the present
My flow's an effervescent, deadly weapon, every second
Check my intellect ball In intercept, hitting it in the net
Like a bakery with me, what you see is what you get

Living, I'm winning, and sinning again
Spinning, I'm losing control of my head
Lord won't you save when I'm feeling dead
We all working with demons we need to repent
Living, I'm winning, and sinning again
Spinning, I'm losing control of my head
Lord won't you save when I'm feeling dead
We all working with demons we need to repent