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Confessions (feat: J.T.S)

by Immute

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One two three lemme hop on this beat Cuz these bitches ain't shit when you compare em to me Sike I got my limits but I'll still be a G Shout-out to all the motherfuckers that's been rotting with me Ay Like kill streak when I live in the moment Ain't go the time for your pen when when I connect the components It ain't science It's physics And I'm fuckin with that So I say if you got a problem go and live with the facts Like who's there You scared They think I come for their necks That ain't true I knock cuz I got bills to collect Cheques It's cuz I finna be reppin' And if the police got a problem take me in for possession It's time to go to confessions Here's a confession I don't rock Bape I don't like serpents I don't like snakes Yeah I'm a star Somewhere in space Your diamonds fake Mine like a lake Brody had told me my rhymes like the flu That mean they ill You need to chill She like my raps She like my rhymes She like my drills She like my pills Like brodie had sent me the beat and I'm clean on it If it's bout money then you know that we on it Neck is so cold think you could ski on it Shoes was so fresh i ain't want put my feet on it I look in the mirror like damn you the man ain't you Shirt and my shoes i think they cost a grand or two What how my homies they come and they handle you Me and Immute just pulled up in a phantom too aye One two three lemme hop on this beat, Cuz these bitches ain't shit when you compare em to me Sike I got my limits but I'll still be a G Shout-out to all the motherfuckers that's been rotting with me Ay Like kill streak when I live in the moment Ain't go the time for your pen when when I connect the components It ain't science It's physics And I'm fuckin with that So I say if you got a problem go and live with the facts Like who's there You scared They think I come for their necks That ain't true I knock cuz I got bills to collect Cheques It's cuz I finna be reppin' And if the police got a problem take me in for possession It's time to go to confessions When there's a fire I extinguish it down And ain't no ice around my neck so I'm the fire right now And It's a shame that I ain't popping I'd extinguish ya town Then I'mma pull up with a bike like I'mma puzzle around Huh I blend in with the mix with the sauce in the pot I mix it in with the haters cuz they be on the spot It's how it rolls when the bread be too hot I cool it's down with some ice to knock me outta my Crocs It really Be hitting different when they switch their opinions When I came into the kitchen they stealing all of my garlic But say less I got toppings that be better than seasoning I be riding on these tracks they trynna train me on reasoning Huh Back then they done called me a rookie But now I pull up by the kitchen and baking all of the cookies I had to hit up J.T.S and get this track feeling boogie And I've been here since day 1 bakin' all of the goodies Yaii I'd like thank all the legends that made us They done died too soon man I wish I could save em Cuz inspiration cut deep Chadwick was a real one And also Long Live Jah cuz he done gave me a reason That's on God On God One two three lemme hop on this beat, Cuz these bitches ain't shit when you compare em to me Sike I got my limits but I'll still be a G Shout-out to all the motherfuckers that's been rotting with me Ay Like kill streak when I live in the moment Ain't go the time for your pen when when I connect the components It ain't science It's physics And I'm fuckin with that So I say if you got a problem go and live with the facts Like who's there You scared They think I come for their necks That ain't true I knock cuz I got bills to collect Cheques It's cuz I finna be reppin' And if the police got a problem take me in for possession It's time to go to confessions

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