| It’s your boy Lil B
|
| You know I got a lot of shit on my mind
|
| Got a lot of things I just need to talk about
|
| First off I want tell everybody I love them
|
| And I just appreciate being alive
|
| You feel me?
|
| I bring you back to last year
|
| No dollars bruh
|
| Until we changed the game
|
| The whole world followed us
|
| A lot of people part of us
|
| But they not who started us
|
| They stealing money
|
| Now acting like they charging us
|
| It’s not about the money
|
| It’s the attitude that’s harming us
|
| Had the team thinking I was leaving on the charter bus
|
| What’s this about the album?
|
| Niggas is so foul
|
| Saying «our management» (What?)
|
| But they don’t manage shit (Never)
|
| Niggas left me in the park for five years
|
| I got stabbed in my back
|
| Man up, that shit’s real
|
| Niggas know that I love 'em to the end
|
| And if you is my friend you gon' tell me what it is
|
| I’m all ears and I keep my eyes open
|
| Last time I fell asleep I left the game wide open
|
| Last time I fell asleep I almost got my neck broken
|
| Charge it to the hood
|
| I might leave his face smoking
|
| Lil B
|
| What has happened to me?
|
| Oh…
|
| Sh…
|
| Yes…
|
| You know I’ll just…
|
| I’ll never do it again
|
| Bruh, a lot of niggas claiming they got trust issues
|
| Man, if I smell a sucker I can’t fuck with you
|
| Every year a nigga switch up on you
|
| Man he say he called my phone
|
| He was never my homie
|
| All of a sudden niggas start to think we’re friends from Middle School
|
| That’s why I never spoke on you in my interviews
|
| They say I’m crazy cause I’m fucked up, maybe
|
| I been ran over, played with, left for crazy
|
| I been locked in that courtroom, down in Oakland
|
| Nigga scarred from YA
|
| But he kept on rolling
|
| We all sing the same tune
|
| But I chose to wake up
|
| Changed my whole mindset and I got my cake up
|
| But I ain’t change too much
|
| Niggas still is leeches
|
| Still got the same skin and I’m happy I’m breathing
|
| And if I wronged you in my past
|
| I’m sorry
|
| I suffer inside and that’s the worst thing for me
|
| Lil B
|
| Man, I got so many questions
|
| Like I said
|
| They ask
|
| If I could do it again all over again, would I do it?
|
| Yeah, I’d do it all over again
|
| But do it way better
|
| I love this life
|
| Gotta do it for my uncles
|
| You don’t even know what’s in my soul
|
| They deserve the whole goal (I love y’all!)
|
| They wanted me to stop
|
| But I gotta keep going
|
| I ride through West Oakland
|
| I’m near the Greyhound
|
| I put the grapes down cause these niggas like me slipping
|
| I stay with the Mac
|
| It’s sorta like I’m pimping
|
| I can’t speak on it
|
| But I don’t condone it
|
| Live your own life and be happy for them moment
|
| Just cause you got it don’t mean you own it
|
| Just cause you bought it don’t mean that you flaunt it
|
| We starving at the moment
|
| Sitting in the office
|
| Another damn referral, man I see this paper often
|
| Fuck 'em if they don’t understand my genius, bitch
|
| I’ll be Albert Einstein times a million, bitch
|
| And I’m still saving people on a daily basis
|
| Another reason why these bitch motherfuckers hating
|
| It’s Lil Boss
|
| I’m Lil Boss
|
| Lil Berkeley
|
| Lil B
|
| Lil Based God
|
| Lil Based
|
| Some motherfuckers even had the nerve to say Lil Bitch
|
| Fuck 'em
|
| Bitch Mob fi-yaaah
|
| You feel me? |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Febuarys Confessions , by - Lil B. Song from the album Gods Father, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп