Car Confessions
G. Steele
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Let's, approach the beat like a missile seeking heat, tough Got em stuck like some shit between my teeth F*ck it up, f*ck it up, like a bitch under the sheets Truthfully I be rapping like it's the only way to eat I'm just tryna stretch this green, like some limbs up on a tree I'm just tryna get it in, like the last day of the week I'm just tryna push this pen, like that nigga Pusha T Except the draco on my side, like it compliment the beef I just miss the money, don't give a f*ck about the streets M.I.A, paper planes catching flights up off the weed It's a cold world, and I'm just trying not to freeze Cause to grow em, I need some kind of warmth for my seeds My oldest 13, I'll probably have to give the speech About the birds and the bees, tell her how these niggas leech Keep a tight grip on her but still, loose enough to breathe Keep her off of only fans, know her biggest fan's me If she ever look for love, hope he reminiscent of me Before you trust him, analyze him, like a nigga poetry Before you hate him, hear him out, cause perfection is not a thing Know you don't always have to move, every time a bird sing When you call, I'ma pick up, every time the phone ring, hello I'll be there just as quick as the signal ping In reality, I'm down to slay a giant in your dreams Know a nigga keep the cannon, cause the world wilding I'm just a little wilder, be it in or out the ring And these people bring it out you, like a drug to a fiend I really be to myself, cause most vibes ain't a thing See for me it's just a mic, and some wine, and some wings I swear I done done it all, I'm just trying to get this cream Cause if cash writes the rules, I want my money writing Big font, fresh ream, shit I want the paper clean Cause when I go to wipe my nose, that's face to face with big dreams When I go to change clothes, gotta keep the same G That's the only shit I know, cause niggas lack consistency I'm the realest one I know, next to the two that come from me And my nigga Tre though, that's accountability I can put rap on my back, not a flex just a thing Say I did save rap, yo who the f*ck I'm saving Cause the game far gone, like a fucking pipe dream I just do it for the love, and the fans, and the team for real I just do it for the love, and my fans, and my team for real The Principle
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