GOTTA ADMIT

Gotta' admit it won't take much for me to cut you off and focus on myself

Gotta' admit that it'd be nun for me to brush you off like you was never here

Gotta' admit, gave you my word

You gave me trust, when you couldn't give it to no one else

Gotta' admit, I did my dirt

And I did some things you ain't deserve, yeah

I'm still working on getting my mind right, I was tripping in hindsight

Not to be an asshole, and bring up past shit, but I was thinking on last night

Thought I'd give you a call while I'm in this traffic, usually I don't have time

Could be on my way, just gotta' make a cash flip, you know me gotta' stash mine

Twenty-five hundred in a dresser, yessir