I got a confession
I'm back in my bag
Not dealing with bullshit now
Can't get in my head
I gotta come clean
This shit coming easy
And I know it's on me
So I'm back like I'm One Three (PG)
Let me give it to you straight
I don't want war I just want to debate
Looking at stars like this could be the wraith
Going back home just to roll up and bake
I'm on a new day and my vision is great
You can't bother me cuz my mind is awake
Going from no skills now look what I made
You lookin at me like the feeling is hate
Proceed backwards, like we're coming back from Saturn
They just want your reaction, clothes are clashing
Hiiiii action, stupid facts like KP Mavs now
Scoring my life like this shit is a movie
I tickle the ivory, so your body moving
Don't touch a damn thing cuz I know that you're useless
Could skip the last line but i won't let you use it
I'm in a booth, BRED in the stars yeah
I'm coming for you, yeah, shed some bars
Got me a coupe, yeah, hop out and shoot
I am confused, crazy and amused yeah
Ain't got shit to do, so I'm comin for you
It's life after death, time to confess
Preach in excess, reach then progress
Bend it like Beckham Don't know what hittem
I'm just prism, one in a billion (yeah)
Hit it twenty three (23), Peak with seven (7)
Go against me, I'll take you to heaven
Bedouin and confused, this is my essence
Time to choose , this my florescence
Time to bloom, this is my blessin
Now hit it backwards
This my shit now
Separated from reality
This one right here is for people who doubted me
Lookin like spring cuz we comin up, flowering
Time to face the demons, ain't no more cowering
Competition is dirt and we moppin the floor
The heat from the beats and the cold from the flow
Wave check
Either you drown or you row
Rollin up gas
Temporarily erasing my past
Bred movin up way too fast
Can't catch up now so you finishin last
Fallin out the sky, came from outer space
You ain't on our level nor time and place
You can get the work anytime or day
Loadin up the weapons, cock em and we spray
B R E D - Confession (feat. Madbeats, HT & M3 Beatz) Lyrics
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I got a confession
I'm back in my bag
Not dealing with bullshit now
Can't get in my head
I gotta come clean
This shit coming easy
And I know it's on me
So I'm back like I'm One Three (PG)
Let me give it to you straight
I don't want war I just want to debate
Looking at stars like this could be the wraith
Going back home just to roll up and bake
I'm on a new day and my vision is great
You can't bother me cuz my mind is awake
Going from no skills now look what I made
You lookin at me like the feeling is hate
Proceed backwards, like we're coming back from Saturn
They just want your reaction, clothes are clashing
Hiiiii action, stupid facts like KP Mavs now
Scoring my life like this shit is a movie
I tickle the ivory, so your body moving
Don't touch a damn thing cuz I know that you're useless
Could skip the last line but i won't let you use it
I'm in a booth, BRED in the stars yeah
I'm coming for you, yeah, shed some bars
Got me a coupe, yeah, hop out and shoot
I am confused, crazy and amused yeah
Ain't got shit to do, so I'm comin for you
It's life after death, time to confess
Preach in excess, reach then progress
Bend it like Beckham Don't know what hittem
I'm just prism, one in a billion (yeah)
Hit it twenty three (23), Peak with seven (7)
Go against me, I'll take you to heaven
Bedouin and confused, this is my essence
Time to choose , this my florescence
Time to bloom, this is my blessin
Now hit it backwards
This my shit now
Separated from reality
This one right here is for people who doubted me
Lookin like spring cuz we comin up, flowering
Time to face the demons, ain't no more cowering
Competition is dirt and we moppin the floor
The heat from the beats and the cold from the flow
Wave check
Either you drown or you row
Rollin up gas
Temporarily erasing my past
Bred movin up way too fast
Can't catch up now so you finishin last
Fallin out the sky, came from outer space
You ain't on our level nor time and place
You can get the work anytime or day
Loadin up the weapons, cock em and we spray
I'm back in my bag
Not dealing with bullshit now
Can't get in my head
I gotta come clean
This shit coming easy
And I know it's on me
So I'm back like I'm One Three (PG)
Let me give it to you straight
I don't want war I just want to debate
Looking at stars like this could be the wraith
Going back home just to roll up and bake
I'm on a new day and my vision is great
You can't bother me cuz my mind is awake
Going from no skills now look what I made
You lookin at me like the feeling is hate
Proceed backwards, like we're coming back from Saturn
They just want your reaction, clothes are clashing
Hiiiii action, stupid facts like KP Mavs now
Scoring my life like this shit is a movie
I tickle the ivory, so your body moving
Don't touch a damn thing cuz I know that you're useless
Could skip the last line but i won't let you use it
I'm in a booth, BRED in the stars yeah
I'm coming for you, yeah, shed some bars
Got me a coupe, yeah, hop out and shoot
I am confused, crazy and amused yeah
Ain't got shit to do, so I'm comin for you
It's life after death, time to confess
Preach in excess, reach then progress
Bend it like Beckham Don't know what hittem
I'm just prism, one in a billion (yeah)
Hit it twenty three (23), Peak with seven (7)
Go against me, I'll take you to heaven
Bedouin and confused, this is my essence
Time to choose , this my florescence
Time to bloom, this is my blessin
Now hit it backwards
This my shit now
Separated from reality
This one right here is for people who doubted me
Lookin like spring cuz we comin up, flowering
Time to face the demons, ain't no more cowering
Competition is dirt and we moppin the floor
The heat from the beats and the cold from the flow
Wave check
Either you drown or you row
Rollin up gas
Temporarily erasing my past
Bred movin up way too fast
Can't catch up now so you finishin last
Fallin out the sky, came from outer space
You ain't on our level nor time and place
You can get the work anytime or day
Loadin up the weapons, cock em and we spray
Writer: Huthaifa Aladwan, Marcus McCallum, Matt Mead
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid