I Admit It ft. Precious Jewel, Anexis., Mistress of Rap & Sefu Lyrics

I took a tango with some mini mes

They tryna catch my steez again

We enemies

I need patience fore I squeeze again

No friend of me

We can't come close close casting once our season end

It's like I got a lease on friends

A freeze on friends

I'm so calm and cool off it

Cus see my eyes be onna profit

I'm a prophet pushing positivity

No liability if you don't feel me

Say deal with it as ya please

We too committed

I admit it

Yea I admit it

Me and my crew nah yea we wit it

I admit it

I'm true to this shit like da yankee fitted

I admit it

We walkin these streets movin real different

Yea I admit it

Yea

I admit it

Yea

I admit it

Me and my niggas yea we different

Check out da crew

Check what we do

Yea we do it

Check how we do it

When we in the north east to da west

Check what we do

I swear we be da best yea check how we do

While niggas is talking I relay

I'm racking up straight from the CA

I'm putting rosé on the PA

Just to make it holy for the sake of it

See the patience though

That's the real of it

Bitch I'm making gains

Yeah I'm lifting shit

Hoping bright skies in the future tense

And the holy grail I hope I'm making sense

Afro soul sounds we golden

Ya we sold out we chosen

We the up and coming

We the main event

Yeah we talking greatness

We gone talk our shit

Makin record after record after record

How the weather

When the sun is out

We running ragers

DC real deal

Movin paces

Thanks you love and graces

Oh lawd

I'll admit it

Rockstars with me fitted

The white bentley tinted

Can't live without her

Imma leave her glistening

I wish you would listen

I wish you would listen

No aborting the mission

Aborting the mission

No aborting the mission

If Seph be the Jordan

Then Nex be the Pippen

If Nex be the Burrow

Then Joe be the Mixon

Listen

You niggas is tripping

You niggas is tripping

Go off the deep end

Retrieving what I know

You ain't my bleed

You ain't my bro

You ain't my bleed

You ain't my bro

If I can't leave

Then you can't go

Why you gon leave me

Where you gon go

I gotta breathe on the beat

I gotta breathe in the beat

I gotta crawl to my feet

I can't give my all while leaking

I can't give my all while leaking

I gotta be everything momma knew I could be

Believe me

We dem golden childs

Yea it been a while since you seen young niggas like we

Finna run it back like twenty years

Still be relevant on da scene

Matta fact, relevancy don't matter to me

Afro soul sounds be da legacy

Undoubtfully, we went three for three

Made up and cleaned up the beat

In the batters box

Drive it five hundred feet

All rise to the judge

We don't fuck with feds

We the ones who send you where you needa go

Humiliate you and take yo bread

Not jail got my Jesus feets on

Fuck with my sisters end up in hell

Stomping down like we just jumped a rail

Dreadloc supremacy

Step to me with proper energy

I need more for me

I need more to eat

I need MOR with me

Jewels round my neck like I crossed the greeks

Took the Sefu out the stone right across the creek (uh)

We was in Northeast

Gemini in my moon

But my stars are born in pairs