Confession

• 專輯：Do You Like Brahms? OST Part.2
• 發行：2020-09-07
• 演唱：god

Yeah, I can't get no better, can't get no more cheddar
I feel like a king and my queen is Coretta
I been made a livin', I'm never gon' give in
I'm just way too driven, that's why I been thinkin'
I'm scared that I'm sinkin', I'm scared that I'm fallin'
The world think I'm ballin' and maybe I am
But don't give a damn, back in the beginnin'
Did not have a plan, don't know who I am
Or who I'm becomin' but I'ma do me to the fullest, alright
Bustin' and dodgin' them bullets all night
Take over the world, yeah I'm thinkin' I might
Got 'em all in my sight
I know that I'm strong, I know that I am
I know I'm the man and whether you poor or you filled with financial security
Everyone deal with they own insecurity
Even the preacher was born with impurity
Scared to go out even with my security
Scared of the world and all of its obscurity
Pray for maturity, hope that I grow
Hope my anxiety stay on the low
I swear I hope that shit don't fuck up my flow
Where do I go? What would you do
If suddenly all of your dreams came true?
What would you do if you did it all? (If you did it all)
If you ain't never have to lift a finger
Would you linger like, 'Fuck 'em all'?
Guess it's your call, but I can't (It's your call, but I can't)
This a marathon, not a sprint
Switch up the plan like homie that went from Verizon to Sprint
Can you hear me now? Does anybody out there feel me now?
What's your name? What's your game?
Come now boy, just spit your flow
Feel the pain with the game, what you tryna say though?
Novocaine to the brain, I can't feel nothing no more
In my lane, can't refrain from lettin' these people know
What's your name? What's your game?
Come now boy, just spit your flow
Feel the pain with the game, what you tryna say though?
Novocaine to the brain, I can't feel nothing no more
In my lane, can't refrain from lettin' these people know
How I feel (How I feel), yeah that's how I feel (That's how I feel)
Break it down, roll it up, that's how high I feel (That's how high I feel)
How I feel (How I feel), how high I feel (How high I feel)
Down, roll it up, yeah
Searchin' for bliss only led me to searchin' for hits
Only led me to battle depression
I don't learn my lesson 'cause fame never lessen the pain
What if your life was under a glass?
And people tried to dig up shit from your past
And tell you what's good and what's not
And every time you drop a song, they say that it's wack or it's hot
And don't give a damn that it came from the heart
They tear it apart like hyenas that's here for the dreamers
That's here for the people that know what I'm sayin'
All of the people that know what I'm sayin'
Fuck social media
Tellin' me who I should be and just how I should rap
They always compare, they always compare me to others
And try to pit me up against all my brothers
Now why you think so many rappers be overdosin' at the crib?
(Overdosin' at the crib)
'Cause people just won't let 'em live
And the public is constantly thinkin' they know 'em
But nobody knowin' what's goin' on inside (On inside)
And they wonder why we all hide, shit (Why we all hide, shit)
Maybe I'm just overthinkin'
Or maybe I'm just over smokin' and drinkin'
And when I can't deal with the hate, I self-medicate
Sit in the corner and think of a better day
Maybe this bullet can help me to get away
I just cannot seem to think of a better way
Even though I know there is, that's why I keep goin'
That's why I keep flowin', that's why I keep perserverin'
Even when I'm hearing I'm a bitch, I'm a fag
I'm a motherfuckin' hypebeast, I ain't black in the slight least
I ain't good enough, I should quit, I should kill myself (Kill myself)
''Cause you'll never be Kenny'
'You'll never be better than Drizzy or Cole'
'You're losing your hair, you're too fucking old,' yeah
These are the comments I'm readin' on Twitter right now
They make me depressed and they pullin' me down
I'm tryin' to swim but I think I might drown
So I'ma turn that feelin' into a sound
And play it when nobody else is around
Whenever I feel like I'm far from the ground
God gave me the power to battle depression
Yeah round after round
I wish I was famous, I wish I was rich
I wish I could just get up out of this bitch (Out of this bitch)
But be careful what you wish for (What you wish for)
'Cause it ain't everything that it's cut out to be
My life is good but not as good as it's boutta be
'Cause I got vision, don't fuck with division
Ain't God, but I'm rich and I think that I am
Do what you love and do not give a damn
Fuck all the haters you see on the 'Gram
Just mind your own business and be a good man
Be a good boss and be a good friend
Spread your imaginations to the millions
Don't worry 'bout how to maintain all your millions
Just spread that positivity for the children
And all the haters that's hatin', just love 'em
'Cause that's the only way you ever gon' kill 'em
Know some of you feelin' (Know some of you feelin')
Last but not least, put your ego on the shelf
And remember, love yourself (Love yourself)
Oh nah, nah (Oh, nah, nah)
Put your ego on the shelf and love yourself (Love yourself)
Nah, nah, nah (Nah, nah, nah)
Put your ego on the shelf, and remember, love your-
'Member, love yourself
Oh nah, nah
Put your ego on the shelf and love yourself
Nah, nah, nah