Car Confessions

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This one of 'em ones, man
 You just in the car, man
 It's like when you're in the car you just
 You just think about everything, man
 Definitely when you like, you by yourself
 And you just cruising on the highway, man
 Yeah, this, this, this got me thinking
 Uh, I'm smoking on that cat piss
 Swerving through traffic, listening to trap shit
 My windows ain't tinted, so niggas notice me
 Four braids, Yankee fitted, yeah, niggas know it's me
 I'm everywhere comfortable, but I'm still attentive
 A young nigga with money will make niggas offended
 I ain't flashy, I'm classy, but I ain't stupid either
 Never show off to niggas that's hungry and eager
 My brother's keeper, I'm loyal, it's all in my demeanor
 A true believer, I believe when they didn't believe her
 That's why I don't let opinions affect me
 I do what I wanna do, if they do or they don't accept me
 They expect me to give up, I almost did
 Things went from moving fast to slow motion
 I was losing focus, stuck on that evil potion
 It was smooth on the surface, but underneath it was broken
 Hoping to find hope in this hopeless world we live in
 What you give is what you given, gotta make wise decisions
 Gotta stay tunnel vision, gotta avoid collision
 Keep scratching the surface and keep your palms itching
 Gotta pay moms a visit, damn, it's been awhile
 I been working, she keep telling me she miss her child
 I find myself passing her house, then I spin around
 She say I'm always movin', ma, I just can't sit around
 On my ass 'cause the cash ain't gon' come to us
 When we was down, who gave a dime or gave a fuck for us?
 So instead of makin' it hard, I made it fun for us
 Make it easy, so when you need it, you just run to us
 But it's a lot of pressure, I'm tryna stick and move through this shit
 Fixing these bumps in the road so I can just cruise to this shit
 Livin' my life on the road, I'm tryna get used to this shit
 And when they throw dirt, I just act like a broom to this shit
 Tryna stay true to this shit, even when they lie on me
 World on my shoulders, my girl can't even cry on me
 God watching over me, the devil probably spy on me
 I been going through some shit, Kenneth keep an eye on me
 I know it's been a drought, but to my fans, don't go dry on me
 If you want a picture, take a picture, don't get shy on me
 I'm here to inspire, I admire that you admire me
 I been in the dark, but I promise you'll see a brighter me
 I'm sorry
 To all my supporters, man
 I love y'all
 I just wanna say thank you
 For supporting me since day one
 These motherfuckers don't wanna see me win, man
 I don't know why, but we gon' win anyway
 Uh, I came straight out the pussy with a microphone
 Boy, I swear I couldn't leave that mic alone
 Everybody clear the room, I like to write alone
 I'm in my zone, bass bouncin' off the styrofoam
 I'm never in between, I'm either hot or cold
 Can't be a loser, I maneuver like I got a clone
 I'm out here in these streets like I ain't got a home
 And you barely hear from me like I ain't got a phone
 'Cause it's no days off, it's no days off
 I know it sounds a little painful, but it pays off
 Social sites was distracting so I stayed off
 Spoke to God, then me and satan had a face off
 I swear my life was like a rocket, then it takes off
 First I plotted, then I got it, couldn't wait long
 I put the pedal to the metal, then took the brakes off
 And I kept it A1 like the steak sauce
 My paychecks use to be a pair of Jordans
 And I know I can't afford 'em, but I went ahead and bought 'em
 Then I quit, started slangin', spent my money on recordin'
 Yeah, the studio was small, but man, that shit made me a fortune
 That shit made me a fortune, man
 These motherfuckers tryna stop me
 Y'all can't stop me
 This is forever
 This shit forever, man
 I mean that
 Fuck 'em
 

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04:21
Tempo
160 BPM

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