Imma Confess (feat. D Young)
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I don’t got ice on my neck, I don’t got ice on my wrist But I’m still rollin 22s in a Chevy Impala Ss Still dress to impress beats made by the best Got somethin to say get it off ya chest Got the burner I ain’t ever gonna stress Yes imma confess I don’t got ice on my neck, I don’t got ice on my wrist But I’m still rollin 22s in a Chevy Impala Ss Still dress to impress beats made by the best Got somethin to say get it off ya chest Got the burner I ain’t ever gonna stress Yes imma confess I ain’t even got a vest I ain’t someone you should test Imma shoot I won’t miss I got the 30 round clips I don’t even rap like this but I ain’t lying all the business You better come w some bars Before you-Before you tell me who’s winnin My homie D Young gonna get it 17 wit a strap on a mission In the Stu like we up in the kitchen Cookin the beat while we eatin prescriptions But we some-But we some broke white boys We gonna do everything just to get it Flippin gutters the mfn business Stackin the bread to the sky on you bitchs I gotta-I gotta get me some fixns Hungry as f*ck but I’m missin some dishes Nice checks but I’m still missin digits Tryna cook but I need some more chickens I gotta get me a mention Take me straight to the cash shit, I wanna new whip goin fast fast Then I’m doin the dash bitch I don’t got ice on my neck, I don’t got ice on my wrist But I’m still rollin 22s in a Chevy Impala Ss Still dress to impress beats made by the best Got somethin to say get it off ya chest Got the burner I ain’t ever gonna stress Yes imma confess I don’t got ice on my neck, I don’t got ice on my wrist But I’m still rollin 22s in a Chevy Impala Ss Still dress to impress beats made by the best Got somethin to say get it off ya chest Got the burner I ain’t ever gonna stress Yes imma confess All these dudes just rockin all these chains tell me who better Chasing all that bread and I’m chasing all that chedda Being broke for so long really got me fed up N Heads always down in the Stu I keep my head up Take-take-take on the main event I’ll just be the one to step up Man I’m droppin missiles and I’m bout to blow the f*ck up I’m making my name but it just takes time to build up And you don’t know my pain so don’t tell me that I feel ya Ain’t-ain’t-ain’t from Pittsburgh to eat you know that I’m a Steeler Never really Kaepernick but broski you the kneeler Said I ain’t gon shoot he don’t know imma killa And dancin like I’m Michael but I’m livin in a thrilla I don’t got ice on my neck, i don’t got ice on my wrist But I’m still rollin 22s in a Chevy Impala Ss Still dress to impress beats made by the best Got somethin to say get it off ya chest Got the burner I ain’t ever gonna stress Yes imma confess I don’t got ice on my neck, i don’t got ice on my wrist But I’m still rollin 22s in a Chevy Impala Ss Still dress to impress beats made by the best Got somethin to say get it off ya chest Got the burner I ain’t ever gonna stress Yes imma confess
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