Confessions

Confessions of a gangster, let me be honest When they sent me to prison That was like college A hundred grand to me ain't Shit but a couple dollars If you ever was my victim Sorry that I had to rob you Confessions of a G from the streets If I ever tell it all They'll give a elbow to me Confessions of a G ain't that easy This lifestyle is art The type of shit you see on TV Oilin' up the choppers Loadin' up the Glocks If we catch a nigga slippin' We gon blow him out his socks I got demons in my closet, voices in my head Tеllin' me to go slide for My homies that's dеad I be talkin' to myself while I'm slidin' in this Benz Everybody got a angle, G You ain't got no friends Most the niggas that I grew up With strung out on meth When I weigh out my options Shit I'm better by myself This nigga told and that nigga told, too When the pressure really on, these "tough niggas" gon fold, Too Gang allegations, the cops kept raidin' So every day at 5am I'm up pacin' I ain't do it for the hood I did it for myself Case after case, stuck sittin' on the shelf I ain't do it for the hood, I did for myself When I got caught I wasn't mad And wasn't askin' for help Confessions of a gangster, let me be honest When they sent me to prison That was like college A hundred grand to me ain't Shit but a couple dollars If you ever was my victim Sorry that I had to rob you Confessions of a G from the streets If I ever tell it all They'll give a elbow to me Confessions of a G ain't that easy This lifestyle is art The type of shit you see on TV Bangin' with the bangers, baby, in The streets we famous, Baby Politics as usual, the other Side, they hate me, Baby In and out of town with It, couple hundred pounds, Nigga Come and cash me out, I Need all mine right now, Nigga I'm ballin' and it's visual I been feelin' spiritual I wonder how I made it I promise it's a miracle Did I sell my soul as kid, all the shit I did Wishin' that somebody come and save Me but they never did From 111th to LP Camp, CYA Then the LA County Jail before you go upstate Kill or be killed, that's how we really live Niggas wanna beef over a bitch That's how it really is I caught gun cases shootin' Substance introducin' They know it's authentic so they Fuckin with the movement These fuck niggas stupid Tried to fuck up movement I shift gears, now The Clicc is exclusive Confessions of a gangster, let me be honest When they sent me to prison That was like college A hundred grand to me ain't Shit but a couple dollars If you ever was my victim Sorry that I had to rob you Confessions of a G from the streets If I ever tell it all They'll give a elbow to me Confessions of a G ain't that easy This lifestyle is art The type of shit you see on TV 111th East mercedes Benz AMG Ya know what I'm sayin' snap-top C8's V12's and V8's got bitches in each state Love to eat steak wagyu, medium well Sendin' fuck niggas to hell Tell'em fuckin livin' well I'm livin' great