HB Productions - Confessions lyrics

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HB Productions - Confessions lyrics

This beat is twisted in way we're very much alike you feel me Am just feeling like I had to confess something to my microphone right now and Here it goes n***a Before you start talking be careful who the message reaches Ama good listener with a record for giving impressive speeches They can talk all they want, I have no time for them ________ Well, I am sure you can fill the last blank in Like ama fill the blanks in that story u been tellin' Open your eyes and watch the truth as it settles in A lot of you people been asking me where the f** you at Am stating life from scratch am sure you can picture that Frame it all you want or step on it like a f**ing floor mat And if it's still too hard to swallow you can chew on that I heard all of your bullsh** stories from miles away n***a Without mentioning your name you really fail to exist n***a Don't talk to me unless you plan to make sense to me Don't ever question my decisions, am at the right place to be They die by the hundreds just to try to get to a city next to me I swear that blue piece of paper doesn't mean sh** to me Don't ask me why am gone, I was planning this from day one People need a good reason to leave, I just left without one And my name is the only Moroccan thing about me I tried to adjust to the culture like it was meant to be And moving to that country wasn't really up to me I can't lie, leaving it always sounded appealing to me I finally got it of my system and I feel amazing We'll never see eye to eye, am bigger and that's a blessing Look, am just dropping some knowledge here My words are my colors I hope the picture is painted clear After all that's definitely something am good at Teaching was my profession, don't you ever forget that I can tell you wanted my position the moment I started lecturing You only got it when I left it Middle Finger to what they be arguing They been hatting long after I Aced my tests and even beyond it Like I didn't hear them say my father was always behind it I never said who he was, I was afraid they'd reject me News travel fast, some really did, if anything that was just envy I didn't attend my Graduation Ceremony I decided to leave I did however celebrate in Canada like you wouldn't believe Yeah Listen Ama stay true with ya'll to my very last heartbeat Am lyrically superior, you can tell by every rhyme I spit They're just words and it's too bad if they cut deep I've seen the car u claim to drive and that relieves some pressure We have different goals in life, I guess mine are just fresher I don't want them to remember to me for what I've owned Like how they labeled that “Mercedes Chick” they've all boned Ama have them circle the last rhyme like a bunch of vultures But if am dissing anything here it's maybe just their culture That's just my way of delivering a message with style Them people need to change, I've been saying it for a while Am at point where sh** don't matter to me no more Ama still have you read this and wonder who I wrote it for I don't think am just being paranoid don't you get sent for Or ever claim that this story feeds on myself being unsure And right now I can tell they won't read it like I wrote it A lot of you will pretend like they've never seen it Others might wish me well and never mean it Or will leave my words hanging like they're some random signs I just hope they realize nobody writes anything close to these lines Yeah, that's fore real n***a