Confessions of a G

Lord I work so hard I do my part and then sum Treat me like a tard Cause I run the whole spectrum Cant wreck this rectum I'm a hard ass Injecting Ivermectin When I got to plough land I've been working hard man Barely break a sweat I've been working hard man Yea the whole gang pay that debt I was working hard man Till the bag man lost his head I was working hard man Till he tried to shoot me dead Poop the bead Yea I shat my sheets Now I'm about to shit on yours I see red Didn't guess redrum Spells murder backwards Yea tact words Yea Jack hurts Yea Shelly Duvall driving a tractor Over that bastard Inflicting multiple fractures He's battered Bad actors Get their body parts scattered Shattered hopes They don't matter no more Love determines growth And lies equal the square root Of a cheap hoar No more The bag already got the stash And the bag already got the cash And the bag already fucked my ass When Axe made a deal That he couldn't reveal Bag got married to the money Now that's not the ideal I kill motherfuckers With the power of Will Fucking up the Oscars When you're the third wheel Still I'm standing No Chill Yea cramming Stealing from the G's damn damning Lord I beg you give me strength Its harder on this track When you've misjudged the length Lord I beg you show me mercy I've made a lotta mistakes For they made me thirsty And Lord I beg you have my back Want to see you beside me When these motherfuckers get wacked No take backs I don't retract Rack another round Clickety clack That awful sound Banging Went pew pew on my nephew Now I'm praying On my knees daddy please I'm just saying Taking a stand no out I'm in need of a hand no doubt Yea Lord your sheep went missing Cause your herders been slipping Now I'm begging to be found Begging to be crowned Yea I want it all right now Talking to the main G Talking to the main G From one G to another Talking to the main G Talking to the main G From one G to another Lord I don't trust women And I hate fruit Scratching up a scurvy Id do it all for you And for Bobby too Bag crossed all the lines B wasn't even part of the crew And TB didn't leave no clue Never crossed my mind Never expected a coup Never been caught With my cock in my hand Not knowing what to do What to prove Who to choose Called upon Lucifer When I had nothing to lose Tried tricking the devil Into signing my contract Said nah he's too busy Helping out Daszak Just another shill For that social distant contract Pings got him by the pong Yea squeezing his ball sack I ain't about that G ain't a mountain Though I got a lot of rocks Guess the G has been hounding Father on me You can start counting Mother Mary I can see that you are frowning Hustle and deceit Started sinking I was drowning Muscle atrophy From all the shit I was snaafing Causing All the shit that got me Pausing Offing All the shit that keep me Tossing Turning yearning Holding the line For that better kind of time Burning my earning Yea paying that fine For committing all them crime Said Lord he's acting Judas I'm like who this He's a rude motherfucker Ain't no Buddhist I ain't stupid Nude is the king still the coolest If you like it Put a ring on this nudist Still asking Why you had to do this Said Lord why do good things Happen to bad people No love for the nice guy That's gonna turn them evil Said Lord when there's a hole There's a goal Got to stay toxic Eyes on the prize Bruise the coccyx But Lord almighty I ain't Though I try real hard to play a saint Said sky daddy this taste is foul If you help me out This boys gonna go wow