Confessions

Searched 100 ways to die Can you take my pain from me tonight Someone please save me Cuz I feel like I'm drowning, drowning, drowning Tryna come up from the bottom, who knew that a flower would grow At age six knew that the hustle was my way to go My mama sacrificed 100 days 100 nights Just to see her son come up and taste the finer life Yeah my flow is real lethal explosive like planting a C4 Get big bands is the plan give it back to my people Be the boss pay the cost ask questions later And don't forget about the people who helped you go make it Word to no thanks I'm just delivering his welcome So kick back this the mood for the rest of the summer Riding down with the drop top ice me out White tee, VVS chain and Gucci flops Its a party and we outchea for a celebration So can the realest take a bow for your standing ovation Learned from OGs on how to turn my thoughts to dollars And to never settle for nothing unless it come with commas Six rings, three-peated like Jordan and Pippen Unlike the NBA I never have an off season Capitalize like an Empire State of mind Real eyes recognize the hustle and the grind This that D M V flowing in my veins Be Blessed was my coming out right to the game B E R C H I E write it down you hear me Just remember when my name up from city to city Searched 100 ways to die Can you take my pain tonight Someone please save me Cuz I feel like I'm drowning, drowning, drowning