CONFIDENCE ft. Ta$hie Lyrics

Well, I should have said this, maybe I should have said that

Lord, I don't know a lot of talk about Confident , baby

Papa back

She's a Confident, baby

And I know she's Confident ly crazy

And if you're out there, I know she's Confident-ly crazy

I've been grinding for a week straight

I ain't going to sleep until I see a hundred mil

I see my dawgs in the casket, shit gave me chills

Can't believe my cuz really died off them pills

I can tell you about my life, shit'll give you thrills

Acting out emotions gon' cost you every time

You can't do that time, nigga, don't do that crime

I seen niggas b**** up ', I ain't have my iron

Happy I ain't haven't had murder on my mind

She just wanna fuck, nigga, just to grab my chain

She just wanna fuck, cause she heard I got a name

If I hit ya, bitch, nigga, charge it to the game

If you wanna smoke, nigga, you can meet this flame

Tryna calm down, man, I'm tryna run my bands up

How you gettin' money, you ain't even pick your mans up

How you gettin' money, you ain't even pick your mans up

How you gettin' money, you ain't even pick your mans up

Rule number one, if you gon' speak about it, be about it

Niggas turn into some trappers, can't even sell a P about it

Claiming that you getting to the bag, but see, I really died

Approaching me and you ain't got no ends, I think that's really childish

All that cappin' on them socials, these niggas really wildin'

I come with a couple bags, don't worry about what's in your wallet

Let's go band for band at the bank and see who really bought it

I'm anciently illiterate, he can't even spell deposit

Rule number two, when no pressure, it's no bitch

My body too official, face colder in my wrist

My pussy in some pressure like my nigga, up the blick

And he gon' let it spread behind my name, so don't get hit, bitch

Stay up out my business, hate to break it to ya, but that nigga be creeping

You stressing on a nigga who gon' eat me like a picnic

Thug me like it's freak, nick, but I decline it every time and gotta be my witness

On the rule three, start worrying about my funds

My rent, pay, my hair lit, so bitch, I'm having fun

And just because I got it, I ain't giving out none

Rent out so many, hand out shit like Sissy Limestone

But I'm still getting paid and I'm having shit my way

And I'm doing what I want, don't give a fuck about my age

And I cut a bitch off when she start to actin' strange

You got one time to do some slimy shit, now you a lame

I think these bitches bought their sisters salt and that cocaine

Can't compete, you don't compare, we are not the same

Playing peek-a-boo to see who fake, but shit is not a game

All you niggas messed up, splinter quick to drop a nigga name

I like that shit on, I like that shit on

She make me love it, she make me love it

I like that shit on, I like that shit on

She light up my league