Confessions
Confessions got me confession
Retelling stories rather than begging
One of us gotta start folding under pressure
But all the struggles gotta turn into lessons
Ignoring the curses will transform you blessings
And I ain't gotta stress it
Nah I ain't gotta stress it no more
Acquire riches and hustle until I own more
Then go and establish a well known quote for
You ya bitch and one's you love nigga we is pro war
So go and take four totes boy
Of that marijuana make a pyscho drama as I approach your
Throat for
A quick slash
Revoke your
Manhood
Then sounds of whiplash
Ransom
Straight through his chest and all his cash
Made a quick dash as sounds of sirens started to earbash
Steering wheels bad so niggas crashed
I think I'm still functioning minus my sight
Things could have went different but I think I'm gonna die tonight
Shoot you more than once
Yeah I might even shoot through ya guts
Just so I can prove to my thoughts
This fool made his move and got caught
Yeah I might shoot you more than once
Yeah I might even shoot through ya guts
Just so I can prove to my thoughts
This fool made his move and got caught
Brought you in the business
Quick to slander my name like blood wasn't within us
Used to starve for a grain you know the ghetto miss us
For the new found slaves you change another witless
Shots only no forgiveness
Callin up at 3am absurd ass memories
Film footage of our youth's blissness reveries
Followed up with some questions about some accessories
I don't wanna hear this bullshit half dead on amenities
Look through your eyes woah see it through your point of view
Top of the kingpin while you on substitute
Take advantage as a friend so you bust a move
But you see at the funeral how all real niggas salute
You killed a real one
Yeah I might even shoot through ya guts
Just so I can prove to my thoughts
This fool made his move and got caught
Yeah I might shoot you more than once
Yeah I might even shoot through ya guts
Just so I can prove to my thoughts
This fool made his move and got caught
Make sure you pray tonight
Then grab them guns aside
We gotta take a life
And you might not be alright
Make sure you pray tonight
Then grab them guns aside
We gotta take a life
And you might not be alright
Retelling stories rather than begging
One of us gotta start folding under pressure
But all the struggles gotta turn into lessons
Ignoring the curses will transform you blessings
And I ain't gotta stress it
Nah I ain't gotta stress it no more
Acquire riches and hustle until I own more
Then go and establish a well known quote for
You ya bitch and one's you love nigga we is pro war
So go and take four totes boy
Of that marijuana make a pyscho drama as I approach your
Throat for
A quick slash
Revoke your
Manhood
Then sounds of whiplash
Ransom
Straight through his chest and all his cash
Made a quick dash as sounds of sirens started to earbash
Steering wheels bad so niggas crashed
I think I'm still functioning minus my sight
Things could have went different but I think I'm gonna die tonight
Shoot you more than once
Yeah I might even shoot through ya guts
Just so I can prove to my thoughts
This fool made his move and got caught
Yeah I might shoot you more than once
Yeah I might even shoot through ya guts
Just so I can prove to my thoughts
This fool made his move and got caught
Brought you in the business
Quick to slander my name like blood wasn't within us
Used to starve for a grain you know the ghetto miss us
For the new found slaves you change another witless
Shots only no forgiveness
Callin up at 3am absurd ass memories
Film footage of our youth's blissness reveries
Followed up with some questions about some accessories
I don't wanna hear this bullshit half dead on amenities
Look through your eyes woah see it through your point of view
Top of the kingpin while you on substitute
Take advantage as a friend so you bust a move
But you see at the funeral how all real niggas salute
You killed a real one
Yeah I might even shoot through ya guts
Just so I can prove to my thoughts
This fool made his move and got caught
Yeah I might shoot you more than once
Yeah I might even shoot through ya guts
Just so I can prove to my thoughts
This fool made his move and got caught
Make sure you pray tonight
Then grab them guns aside
We gotta take a life
And you might not be alright
Make sure you pray tonight
Then grab them guns aside
We gotta take a life
And you might not be alright
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Writer(s): Armen Ibrahimovic
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