CONFESSIONS Lyrics

Back in the studio, bitch, I'm writing up

Verses rehearsing like shit, nigga, finna fuck it up

Curses be cautious for niggas, that tryna put you down

Fuck all them niggas, I let them know, like fuck a doubt

It rains, it pours, your nigga right beneath the clouds

Trapped in a feeling, a feeling that I can only vow

We fall, we crawl, dust it then we walk it off

Love is war, bitch, I'll never show the feeling now

A Heartfelt Kidd, hmm, I guess I'm feel it now

Trust a feeling not a bitch, Here's something for the crowd

Don't give a fuck about nobody, leave them in the drought

But trust the people that believe in you for what you are

A young nigga with a vision, he gon' be alright

Tryna start a new beginning like a blue sky

I had some clouds in my vision, now I see alright

After collision, misery in a nigga life

So let me tell you a story about a nigga, ight

So don't you try to feel sorry for a nigga, trying

The only problem about me is that I care too much

Oh, you care too much

Yeah, I care too much

They tried to take advantage of me, I've been there

But I ain't dumb, I just read the stories and sit back

I think back and witness you did that

I get back and deal with them riffraffs

And I don't take no bullshit, them niggas know wassup

And I don't talk much, cause really, I don't give a fuck

The l say, the more they wonder, have you heard of that

But you ain't heard, So shut the fuck up and zip that

Like Tic-Tac, I cross out the chit-chat, huh Knick-knacks, the big bags, I eat that, huh

You dig that No feedback, I skip that, huh

I'm this, that, I'm lit fam, you dig that

But if you know me, you know me, that I don't trust nobody

Focus on the bag, but keep your fucking soul in your body

And don't be selling shit, knowing you ain't really about it

But if you keep it on the low, you better pray for your darling