I Admit (feat. MoStack)

(Is this a Swifter beat?)

Being rich feels weird, but being broke feels shit
This is real rap, you can't get sturdy to this
Times I had to burn me a bridge, hurt me did
We went outside when our boy turned snitch (yeah-yeah-yeah)
So much shit on my mind, I admit
I thought of suicide, I admit
I'm a fuck that cries, I admit
But they don't know the life that I've lived

MoStack and MIST (MoStack)
Mazzolina, like scraps fused that dippin' in the beamer (yo, I'm gone)
I tear the whole scene up, smoke with smoke, let it fly lean up (let it fly)
I really had to get my cream up (ah), cash rules everything around me
If you see my jewels, that means my click, click's around here
I used to flick a penny and wish I had found it

In an ideal planet, my team's really organic
Three mumps, two coffins got carib (bro)
Bored with God, far from satanic (ah)
I see life through different dynamics (ah)
Stay out of what you don't concern (nigga)
It ain't nothing to be strapped backstage at ya concert
Top work moving that posh bird, clock work
Heat you in the chest with the moss bird

Party with my army, push button start, no car key
Keyless entry, tempt me
Three-five-seven is lengthy, emptied
I bet that stays in ya memory, my nephew rob cars
They gave it five and a half, they really wanna give 'em centuries
Pull up in my Bentley, it's really hard to dispense it
Ah, when you're number one trending

Being rich feels weird, but being broke feels shit
This is real rap, you can't get sturdy to this
Times I had to burn me a bridge, hurt me did
We went outside when our boy turned snitch (yeah-yeah-yeah)
So much shit on my mind, I admit
I thought of suicide, I admit
I'm a fuck that cries, I admit
But they don't know the life that I've lived

When we lost Moff, it was a hard year
Before that, I thought deaf meant you can't hear
I've been witnessing death from a young age
I saw a dead body down, I can't stare
I've been grindin', livin' off of Mac Dee's
I told boy, "I got you, 'cause you had me"
If I ever go to Heaven, I'll be happy
But then again, I heard Hell had the bad beast
You think 'cause we got monies, we don't feel pain?
There's enough times, man could've slit vein
There's a war outside and they ain't safe
You think that's all they peaking at your clan?

I admit, man, there's times when I need a hug
I admit, I can light, but no really love
If fucks don't cry, then I ain't a fuck
It's hard times, get your prayers up (yuh)

Being rich feels weird, but being broke feels shit
This is real rap, you can't get sturdy to this
Times I had to burn me a bridge, hurt me did
We went outside when our boy turned snitch (yeah-yeah-yeah)
So much shit on my mind, I admit
I thought of suicide, I admit
I'm a fuck that cries, I admit
But they don't know the life that I've lived (yeah)

(Yeah-yeah-yeah, I admit)
(I admit, I live)
(Being rich feels weird)
(Being broke feels shit)
(I admit, I live)
Real talk



Credits
Writer(s): Omari Mosi Woolley, Samuel Daley Montell, Rhys Thomas Sylvester
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