I Must Confess

(I must confess gotta keep it real
All about my all about my dolla bill
I must confess gotta keep it real oh
I must confess, (humming)

I must confess
Yea Im doing well
What goes around comes around like a carousel
And the haters keep on watching and paying attention
You sending shots? Well im sorry I couldn't even tell
I envision going out to eat wit dim lights
Getting my suit tailored make sure that it fit right
Bank account looking like I sell cocoain
To think a couple years ago I was a no name
In the city wit a ten where I wanna stay
Downtown Cincinnati each and every day
Top floor chardonnay on a Saturday
I take this shit year to year boy you day to day
Yea, Old friends ask where I been
They always want a feature and they ask if im in
I tellem whatever I tellem and I keep it moving
Years ago they never called I find it amusing
Yea. Now tell me what ya motive is
Uhh. They see me now they noticing
Yea. They sending shots man they sending shots yea
But he just keep reloading his
Cats get a little money dont know know how to act
They always wanna talk before they get the facts
They used to take all of my confidence
Well listen to me now boy I got it back. yea
All this struggling is getting old
I want a girl wit me who look like a centerfold
You complain about the game boy. uhh
So what the hell you in it for
Sitting by the water tryna catch the wave
Im all about my family till im in the grave. yea
And this the LOVRemy campaign
Put ya glass high drink ya champagne, uhh yea. Woah

(I must confess gotta keep it real
All about my all about my dolla bill
I must confess gotta keep it real oh
I must confess, (humming)

Uhh. And baby tell me how ya feeling
Dont hold it in tell me that ya love is at the ceiling
Yea. And baby I am not a thug but I can be ya drug be ya drug penicillin
And I dont follow the trends Im just tryna see the city lightz shine through the lense
Im just tryna put all cash down on a Benz
And dont be hating on me boy this what it is. yea
L.O.V chain on take the cash out the wrapper boy I got my rain on
Things changed in the game since a brother came on
And im hella hot boy got my flame on, yea
I want a big house. Couple mil. Pull up in a car wit' some big wheels
Tryna pretend like you own that car. Yea. Well tell me how that rent feel
I wanna see it all go up
And you can see me blowing up, yea
And im solid where I am now, yea
And ain't nobody fi'nna show us up
On the top of the yacht eating dinner
Im a young vet boy I ain't no beginner
No delima. Im cold like the winter
Hang round me bet I turn you to a winner wassup

(I must confess gotta keep it real
All about my all about my dolla bill
I must confess gotta keep it real oh
I must confess, (humming)