1804Jodak-Forgive me Video (MV)

Yo, 1804 Joe that n***a
Know I f*cked up so many times
I just hope y'all can't forgive me
I'm tired of all this sinning

I'm tired of doing wrong
I'm tired of f*cking up
I'm tired of that shit
Oh, oh, oh, oh

Some people think my life is perfect
But I f*cked up so many times
Know I'm not the best at everything
But it's cool I push through, n***a, I'm trying

Outside late night, walking around
Can't go to sleep, she on my mind
I almost ain't finish the verse
Been over here thinking my grandma ain't keep on crying

They say I'm a star, I ain't too bright
But I know one day I'ma shine
I just got off the phone with Trell
It's all love when I pick up the phone and call my God

I'm sorry Z, love in your face
I'm telling you all these lies
But it won't even happen again
So I'ma just leave

I hurt you too many times
When I rock this shit
It come from the heart and the head
Don't need a pad or a motherf*cking pen

But now I start asking my God to forgive me
Lord knows that I'm tired of committing these sins
Lord knows that I'm trying to just get up and win
Doing this shit for my family and friends

I'm trying to buy my mom a house
When I get rich, I'ma just put a ass up in a mansion
When I get rich, look at my diamonds, they dancing
When I get rich, look at my family, they happy

Thank God for my dad
He wanted that all the time
But I gotta look out for my pappy
When I'm saying this shit, it come off the head

And it's real and a regular rapper
I'm knowing some niggas who selling this out of gas
And them boys in a regular tribe
I'm sorry Z

I'm sorry
Knowing that you and your friends don't like me
F*cked up so many times
Like I said, I'm not perfect

I f*ck up so many times
I really am sorry for making you cry
Breaking my heart, wiping tears from your eyes
Sometimes I don't know how to show emotion

Everybody just think I'm a national guy
I don't care
Asking my God to forgive me
Missing the ones who I can't really see

I ain't see my dog died in a minute
Don't f*ck up so many times
Be after myself while I keep on sinning
I'ma just keep pushing, I'm trying

I love my fans so f*cking much
But it won't be the same, I realize now
I don't care about the fame
Making music, they're imputed to me

I ain't f*cking with too many niggas
Ron is bitch, no more
They can't keep his G
I ain't never had guns to my name

I been out here thugging
All the drugs that he been in the street
I done changed my life around
Thank God I found love

Making music on these beats
And if I don't win, we're making these songs
Still find a way to get mama home
I gotta do something good before I die

Make her remember me before I'm gone
Make her remember me before I'm gone