Confession In Darkness
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Streets gettin' harder, goin' to jail gettin' way too easy
Them niggas left me out here, knowin' one day they gon' need me
I ain't talkin' HIV, but they told me shit was gon' get easy
I know some niggas ain't make it back home, off of home invasions
Confessions in the darkness
Confessions in the darkness
When the light come, they tell lies
Her son died, said, "Momma, don't cry"
In school I gotta eat, 'cause I counted my numbers in another way
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, then come Section 8 (Section 8)
Know kingpins who came home and ran it back up
I know a snitch who got released and then found more plugs (he found more plugs)
The streets fucked up, in and out the court like Rucker Park
They took a knee on George Floyd and he ain't even have one choice
That nigga stabbed me in my back
But it wasn't deep so I just stitched it up
I wish death on all my opps
They like remotes, them niggas cliquing up
Newborn killers tryna murk you, that's how they get a name
Headshot, he died instant, so he ain't even hear the bang
If this money got you walkin' on my spine
Then move back your steps
If it isn't, you can have all this shit
I just want you to be back yourself
Streets gettin' harder, goin' to jail gettin' way too easy (way too easy)
Them niggas left me out here, knowin' one day they gon' need me (they gon' need me)
I ain't talkin' HIV, but they told me shit was gon' get easy (gon' get easy)
I know some niggas ain't make it back home, off of home invasions (I don't have leave)
Confessions in the darkness
Confessions in the darkness
When the light come, they tell lies
Her son died, said, "Momma, don't cry"
Can't believe they tryna blackmail a project baby
I remember bein' broke, I had to call the maintenance
He ain't chew a tic-tac, where he from
That nigga made a statement
Gotta keep my health up to date
I sip lean standing up straight
Told her the week or the day, only way we go on a date
I could see the hate on her face, I left some racks at her place
I filled the back of her throat, we was in the back of the Wraith
Prayin' to have a son before it's too late
Woman I wanna spend my life with
I ain't talk to her since Tuesday
A month ago, a bunch of hoes
In the studio just me and the bros
I ain't fuck, nan' one of 'em, I just like the vibes
I'm Johnny to these niggas, my opps like to hide
I like basketball, but gettin' money was my main goal
Think somebody threw Viagra pills down the drains holes
Streets gettin' harder, goin' to jail gettin' way too easy
Them niggas left me out here
Knowin' one day they gon' need me
I ain't talkin' HIV, but they told me shit was gon' get easy
I know some niggas, ain't make it back home, off of home invasions
Confessions in the darkness
Confessions in the darkness
When the light come, they tell lies
Her son died, said, "Momma, don't cry"
Streets gettin' harder, goin' to jail gettin' way too easy
Them niggas left me out here, knowin' one day they gon' need me
I ain't talkin' HIV, but they told me shit was gon' get easy
I know some niggas ain't make it back home, off of home invasions
Confessions in the darkness
Confessions in the darkness
When the light come, they tell lies
Her son died, said, "Momma, don't cry"
In school I gotta eat, 'cause I counted my numbers in another way
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, then come Section 8 (Section 8)
Know kingpins who came home and ran it back up
I know a snitch who got released and then found more plugs (he found more plugs)
The streets fucked up, in and out the court like Rucker Park
They took a knee on George Floyd and he ain't even have one choice
That nigga stabbed me in my back
But it wasn't deep so I just stitched it up
I wish death on all my opps
They like remotes, them niggas cliquing up
Newborn killers tryna murk you, that's how they get a name
Headshot, he died instant, so he ain't even hear the bang
If this money got you walkin' on my spine
Then move back your steps
If it isn't, you can have all this shit
I just want you to be back yourself
Streets gettin' harder, goin' to jail gettin' way too easy (way too easy)
Them niggas left me out here, knowin' one day they gon' need me (they gon' need me)
I ain't talkin' HIV, but they told me shit was gon' get easy (gon' get easy)
I know some niggas ain't make it back home, off of home invasions (I don't have leave)
Confessions in the darkness
Confessions in the darkness
When the light come, they tell lies
Her son died, said, "Momma, don't cry"
Can't believe they tryna blackmail a project baby
I remember bein' broke, I had to call the maintenance
He ain't chew a tic-tac, where he from
That nigga made a statement
Gotta keep my health up to date
I sip lean standing up straight
Told her the week or the day, only way we go on a date
I could see the hate on her face, I left some racks at her place
I filled the back of her throat, we was in the back of the Wraith
Prayin' to have a son before it's too late
Woman I wanna spend my life with
I ain't talk to her since Tuesday
A month ago, a bunch of hoes
In the studio just me and the bros
I ain't fuck, nan' one of 'em, I just like the vibes
I'm Johnny to these niggas, my opps like to hide
I like basketball, but gettin' money was my main goal
Think somebody threw Viagra pills down the drains holes
Streets gettin' harder, goin' to jail gettin' way too easy
Them niggas left me out here
Knowin' one day they gon' need me
I ain't talkin' HIV, but they told me shit was gon' get easy
I know some niggas, ain't make it back home, off of home invasions
Confessions in the darkness
Confessions in the darkness
When the light come, they tell lies
Her son died, said, "Momma, don't cry"
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Writer(s): Unknown, Gene Hixon, Rylo Rodriguez
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