Confidential

Took a break now I'm back on my bull shìt riding with a full clip
He don't think that I can get him dropped but I got pull bitch
Richer than them niggas that I used to go to school with
Niggas testing me you got more balls then a pool pit
I been living without angels ìt fucked up my mental
Like you was just right by my side so how can I forget you
When I was down they turned they back so how can I forgive them
Shìt I done seen with my eyes it's so confidential

We catch him at his homie grave sight
Know we slid the same night
It's two twenty threes cause me and brody got the same pipe
Hit him in his head all of a sudden he then changed lives
Whole lot of shots and lot of sticks this shìt a game night
Got a lot pape but I need more cash
It's crazy how she losing weight now she got more ass
And brody got a striker crazy he need more gas
Feeling like the plug I'm serving eighths off of door dash
These niggas in a poor bag
Dukes always told me hard head gone make a sore ass
And my bitch bad look like she came from a galore mag
Punching ksubi jeans know you mad if it was your bag
No furniture up in the crib fucked her by the doormat
Shìt and I ain't have a condom hit it raw and I was so glad
These niggas crazy how you mixing bullets In a pro mag
Talking crazy quickest way for you to get a toe tag
She got baby fever I'm gone leave them where her throat at
My mind going crazy knowing bro can't get his bro back
Get in that coochie and I'm fast pumping like a flow jack
Blood say get back ain't got a date I'm like fasho that
Ask the jakes I'm ready for a chase and they should know that
Keep the duey on hoes asking where the fro at
I ain't dropping fours I got niggas who a throw that
Nigga blew the forty arm shaking from the blow back
Cooling in the church all black like I'm Kodak

Took a break now I'm back on my bull shìt riding with a full clip
He don't think that I can get him dropped but I got pull bitch
Richer than them niggas that I used to go to school with
Niggas testing me you got more balls then a pool pit
I been living without angels ìt fucked up my mental
Like you was just right by my side so how can I forget you
When I was down they turned they back so how can I forgive them
Shìt I done seen with my eyes it's so confidential



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Writer(s): Eugene Brown Iii
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