Casino Road to Bothell Video (MV)

Forgive me father for tonight I have sinned
Forgive me father for the things I did to win
Forgive me father for the harm I might inflict
Forgive me father for the things I did to live
Yeah, I love these streets, but it don't love me
I love this streets, but it don't love me
I love these streets, but it don't love me
I love this streets, but it don't love me
Sold a couple drugs just to get by, it felt nice to get fed right
Never gave a f*ck about the next guy, I just get mine and then grind
I'm the f*cking plug who threads nice, my neck iced, boy I flex right
I'll never be the one who said lies, or the beg type, I ascent heights
Bitch, I'm the man (Uh)
I'm flipping the bag, I'm getting the racks
Stuck to the plan (Uh)
I never did slack, this isn't by chance
Do what they can't (Uh)
My homies are strapped they only know that
Hitting the gas (Uh)
Was moving like that to climb out the trap
Wait... Let me be honest and shit, I'm the pharmacist, and I work hard at this
But I started this to pay apartments rent, and I really hate how i take part in this
It's the hardest shit, I can't even lower my guard and shit
See, I never even wanted a job in this, I just needed a way to stop starving quick
Yuh
Forgive me father for tonight I have sinned
Forgive me father for the things I did to win
Forgive me father for the harm I might inflict
Forgive me father for the things I did to live
Yeah, I love these streets, but it don't love me
I love this streets, but it don't love me
I love these streets, but it don't love me
I love this streets, but it don't love me
Had less ups than downs, times running out, I never had a choice to ever f*ck around
I buckled down, couldn't become a slouch, I picked up cans for a a buck a pound
I hustled bout - 20 bucks to count, used that to go and get a dub of loud
I pushed it out, for a good amount, repeat that till I could fund an ounce
They wanna be my friend or wanna see me dead
I don't see the light, I just see the end
Keep my circle tight and I feed my friends
And my money right, and I don't need to flex
Sleepless nights to make it out
Road to succeeds and I paved it out
I brought my money to a great amount
So how the f*ck could I ever hate it now
Cause I feel naked when I don't hold the nine
Sleep with an open eye
I drink too much to close the hole inside
Till I reach for the bed and hit the floor beside
I wake with my head feeling awful now
Take more shots and I wobble out
Bet my father isn't awful proud
But they say at least my moneys poppin' now
Forgive me father for tonight I have sinned
Forgive me father for the things I did to win
Forgive me father for the harm I might inflict
Forgive me father for the things I did to live
Yeah, I love these streets, but it don't love me
I love this streets, but it don't love me
I love these streets, but it don't love me
I love this streets, but it don't love me