Rap Confession
La.Socket inspired. street/trap
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Rap life civilian
Know how I'm feeling
Ran off on the plug
Finna make me a million
Bitch nigga would've said period
Hot nigga can't keep me from searing
Pull up on the block engine is rearing
Tires is screeching
Somebody gone die
No amount of preaching
Gone save you from catching the holy ghost
Hollow tip turn him to a spirit when we go split his nose
Bread talk
These niggas burned the toast
Knock his head off his shoulders jeronimo
Stacking bones ain't talking dominoes
Back to back hits
No I ain't laying low
Racks on racks
Fuck niggas ain't seeing those
Yo bro said he won't gone snitch
I got him singing though
Yeah
Anguish I'm bringing
Thug life baby
Gamble my life with the cards I be playing
Acting sporadic
Don't know what you saying
Clean like cascade
Spray a roach nigga with raid
Only up from here
Show the yiggies upgrade
No we ain't running no fade
Dont need no addy
Already know where you stay
Oh, no.
Dont try to take back what you say
I'm about to ride out
Pull up to yo hood
Pop up at yo hideout
Damn beginner post a pic on the gram of where he stay out
Damn yo crib was talking just like peewees play house
Slide with the stick
Rob a nigga while he home
That's a day job
Shoot a nigga if he feeling saucy
Mm mm filay, uhhh
I gotta go I can't stay uhhh
Dont want no case uhhh
Ain't got no mask want him to see my face uh
This the face of saving grace hoe
Now learn yo place foh
Teach this boy a lesson before we take his life slow
Suns out Guns out
This the lose yo life show
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