Confessions Lyrics

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Confessions

This the confession recession

Goated it's special edition

Blank like an ish premonition

Paid off like college tuition

We make it plain like a vision

Like Tom Cruise on a mission

We always set for collision

(no double back on it)

Trust me, we gon' pass on it. I can't vibe with agony

Hunnid grapes in my pockets, got the entire bag

On me

Always keep a gat, have you waving like a flag homie

Bag a hunnid racks, shove em in that duffel bag brodie

I'm a humble G, I don't gotta take a seat

Moving reckless tho, I don't do no apologies

Anaconda, how I grip shit with a killer squeeze

Like Ebola how I'm

Spreading, my shit a disease

Extra value on it, like some blue cheese

I'm an experienced veteran, not a newbie

Just a snack, I ate her out like a cookie

What you expect? I was fucking on a groupie

On a groupie, on the low tho

Can't be poppin on a newsfeed

Ate her out, full mouth, 32 teeth

Haa, haa, what the fuck G

Couple shooters in the back, seat, they packing

They ready for action

Do sum get a reaction, a classic interaction

Just serving what you're asking, no filter, ain't no caption

Get canceled turned off, thrown into a trash bin

The ransom paid off, bands in a basket

The chains they got taken off,swimming like a catfish

The bad shit is rubbing off

Goodbye to the black jinx (the dark sins)

I'm evolving, change like an adolescent

Ain't no option, tryna to keep it positive

Might be falling like Stalin and I'm stumbling

Cashaholic, deposits are doublin

I'm fuckin' tuned in, ain't no fucking fumblin

Turn the heat up, light some air conditioning

Need a visa of how I'm moving, ain't no settling

It's a plural, multiple bands are coming in

Fast and furious, how I shoot shit like I'm Justin Lin

An abuser, overuser of the vicodine

How I'm grinding, I might pop up on a magazine

You bring the heat, I double it like I'm some nitrogen

I need some oxygen, in, out, holy shit

Pin down like it's wrestling, chokeslam you through the entire ring

Masking up, they faking, they do that shit like it's counterfeit

Middle finger to the other shit, burn it like paraffin

Motivational, I feel like Martin Luther King

Occupational, I'm busy with the current shit

Picky with the words, do it like it's politics

Sharper than a curve, hit you with the talkatives.