Car Confessions

This one of 'em ones, man You just in the car, man It's like when you're in the car you just You just think about everything, man Definitely when you like, you by yourself And you just cruising on the highway, man Yeah, this, this, this got me thinking Uh, I'm smoking on that cat piss Swerving through traffic, listening to trap shit My windows ain't tinted, so niggas notice me Four braids, Yankee fitted, yeah, niggas know it's me I'm everywhere comfortable, but I'm still attentive A young nigga with money will make niggas offended I ain't flashy, I'm classy, but I ain't stupid either Never show off to niggas that's hungry and eager My brother's keeper, I'm loyal, it's all in my demeanor A true believer, I believe when they didn't believe her That's why I don't let opinions affect me I do what I wanna do, if they do or they don't accept me They expect me to give up, I almost did Things went from moving fast to slow motion I was losing focus, stuck on that evil potion It was smooth on the surface, but underneath it was broken Hoping to find hope in this hopeless world we live in What you give is what you given, gotta make wise decisions Gotta stay tunnel vision, gotta avoid collision Keep scratching the surface and keep your palms itching Gotta pay moms a visit, damn, it's been awhile I been working, she keep telling me she miss her child I find myself passing her house, then I spin around She say I'm always movin', ma, I just can't sit around On my ass 'cause the cash ain't gon' come to us When we was down, who gave a dime or gave a fuck for us? So instead of makin' it hard, I made it fun for us Make it easy, so when you need it, you just run to us But it's a lot of pressure, I'm tryna stick and move through this shit Fixing these bumps in the road so I can just cruise to this shit Livin' my life on the road, I'm tryna get used to this shit And when they throw dirt, I just act like a broom to this shit Tryna stay true to this shit, even when they lie on me World on my shoulders, my girl can't even cry on me God watching over me, the devil probably spy on me I been going through some shit, Kenneth keep an eye on me I know it's been a drought, but to my fans, don't go dry on me If you want a picture, take a picture, don't get shy on me I'm here to inspire, I admire that you admire me I been in the dark, but I promise you'll see a brighter me I'm sorry To all my supporters, man I love y'all I just wanna say thank you For supporting me since day one These motherfuckers don't wanna see me win, man I don't know why, but we gon' win anyway Uh, I came straight out the pussy with a microphone Boy, I swear I couldn't leave that mic alone Everybody clear the room, I like to write alone I'm in my zone, bass bouncin' off the styrofoam I'm never in between, I'm either hot or cold Can't be a loser, I maneuver like I got a clone I'm out here in these streets like I ain't got a home And you barely hear from me like I ain't got a phone 'Cause it's no days off, it's no days off I know it sounds a little painful, but it pays off Social sites was distracting so I stayed off Spoke to God, then me and satan had a face off I swear my life was like a rocket, then it takes off First I plotted, then I got it, couldn't wait long I put the pedal to the metal, then took the brakes off And I kept it A1 like the steak sauce My paychecks use to be a pair of Jordans And I know I can't afford 'em, but I went ahead and bought 'em Then I quit, started slangin', spent my money on recordin' Yeah, the studio was small, but man, that shit made me a fortune That shit made me a fortune, man These motherfuckers tryna stop me Y'all can't stop me This is forever This shit forever, man I mean that Fuck 'em