Confessions

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Me and my niggas don't play round he try to play then we uping them switches

And I gotta whole lotta money on me so I can't even pull up my britches

These niggas thinking my life all good and gold but they don't een know how im feeling

And I got a lot of shit on my chest I get in the booth and im letting yall hear it

Me and my young niggas want us a bag so all that we know is to run up them digits

We having munyun while yall mad you reach for ts you gone pay him a visit

We already know yall broke and sad my nigga so why you want go head admit it

Walk in the mall and I spend me a bag I been told you niggas I need me a ticket

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