Confessions
The shit that stir inside my head make me a weapon
Vent in my songs but still I won't give no confessions
I heard my first melody now I'm obsessive
Now every time I step on a beat I leave it messy
How you feeling
I lost my pops when I was two it hurt my stomach
How you feeling
We got them racks and bitch we stackin' past a hunnit
How you feeling
You niggas bluffin' still ain't bootin' wit' no money
How you feeling
And bitch I'm rappin' wit' the guys cause we love it
I know that greatness take it's time so I been patient as hell
They try to come to me for love but my heart vacant as well
Got tired of who I used to be I started breakin' the shell
I had this hustle way before I ever paid for a scale
I put my family on my back I muscle thru but it's heavy
I knew the sharks would be the ones since we was deep in the Chevy
Play with the mob and you faneto .223 his spaghetti
Go up the blick but got the switch that make it spit like Renetti's
My niggas dangerous
Sum like bam bam get to bangin'
Smokin' on San Fran feelin' weightless
Tryna go tan on sand in the Caymans
I member back then I was papeless
Now I need big M's in my statements
Now only top three is my placements
Never go back down to the basement
The shit that stir inside my head make me a weapon
Vent in my songs but still I won't give no confessions
I heard my first melody now I'm obsessive
Now every time I step on a beat I leave it messy
How you feeling
I lost my pops when I was two it hurt my stomach
How you feeling
We got them racks and bitch we stackin' past a hunnit
How you feeling
You niggas bluffin' still ain't bootin' wit' no money
How you feeling
And bitch I'm rappin' wit' the guys cause we love it
Now I can tell you how to get it wit' the same gang
Bitch I got Dub and I got Wanny that's the chain gang
I love rappin" much as trappin' feel like the same thing
I'm body shoppin' out wit' Oppy it's great day
Tell momma Jen "Please don't worry boss goin' make a way"
She use to hate to tell me "No" wit' a straight face
Came in the crib the lights was off now it's a cold day
Bitch I'm a boss now I'm up fifty nigga gang, gang
If it's up, then it's stuck
If bro ain't got it bitch I do we got enough
Out in public bitch I'm clutchin' check my bluff
State to state we run it up a hunnit Ps it ain't enough
The shit that stir inside my head make me a weapon
Vent in my songs but still I won't give no confessions
I heard my first melody now I'm obsessive
Now every time I step on a beat I leave it messy
How you feeling
I lost my pops when I was two it hurt my stomach
How you feeling
We got them racks and bitch we stackin' past a hunnit
How you feeling
You niggas bluffin' still ain't bootin' wit' no money
How you feeling
And bitch I'm rappin' wit' the guys cause we love it
Vent in my songs but still I won't give no confessions
I heard my first melody now I'm obsessive
Now every time I step on a beat I leave it messy
How you feeling
I lost my pops when I was two it hurt my stomach
How you feeling
We got them racks and bitch we stackin' past a hunnit
How you feeling
You niggas bluffin' still ain't bootin' wit' no money
How you feeling
And bitch I'm rappin' wit' the guys cause we love it
I know that greatness take it's time so I been patient as hell
They try to come to me for love but my heart vacant as well
Got tired of who I used to be I started breakin' the shell
I had this hustle way before I ever paid for a scale
I put my family on my back I muscle thru but it's heavy
I knew the sharks would be the ones since we was deep in the Chevy
Play with the mob and you faneto .223 his spaghetti
Go up the blick but got the switch that make it spit like Renetti's
My niggas dangerous
Sum like bam bam get to bangin'
Smokin' on San Fran feelin' weightless
Tryna go tan on sand in the Caymans
I member back then I was papeless
Now I need big M's in my statements
Now only top three is my placements
Never go back down to the basement
The shit that stir inside my head make me a weapon
Vent in my songs but still I won't give no confessions
I heard my first melody now I'm obsessive
Now every time I step on a beat I leave it messy
How you feeling
I lost my pops when I was two it hurt my stomach
How you feeling
We got them racks and bitch we stackin' past a hunnit
How you feeling
You niggas bluffin' still ain't bootin' wit' no money
How you feeling
And bitch I'm rappin' wit' the guys cause we love it
Now I can tell you how to get it wit' the same gang
Bitch I got Dub and I got Wanny that's the chain gang
I love rappin" much as trappin' feel like the same thing
I'm body shoppin' out wit' Oppy it's great day
Tell momma Jen "Please don't worry boss goin' make a way"
She use to hate to tell me "No" wit' a straight face
Came in the crib the lights was off now it's a cold day
Bitch I'm a boss now I'm up fifty nigga gang, gang
If it's up, then it's stuck
If bro ain't got it bitch I do we got enough
Out in public bitch I'm clutchin' check my bluff
State to state we run it up a hunnit Ps it ain't enough
The shit that stir inside my head make me a weapon
Vent in my songs but still I won't give no confessions
I heard my first melody now I'm obsessive
Now every time I step on a beat I leave it messy
How you feeling
I lost my pops when I was two it hurt my stomach
How you feeling
We got them racks and bitch we stackin' past a hunnit
How you feeling
You niggas bluffin' still ain't bootin' wit' no money
How you feeling
And bitch I'm rappin' wit' the guys cause we love it
Credits
Writer(s): Robert Montgomery
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