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Confessions Video (MV)




Performed By: Rosé Da Baby
Language: English
Length: 2:47
Written by: Isaiah Bankhead




Rosé Da Baby - Confessions Lyrics




Grandma passed a year ago
Had to let some tears go
Pockets far from zero
Ooooh

I can't ever let go
Quarterback like set get go
Feenin for dinero
Oooooh

Even for the racks I could never turn informant
RIP to Kobe bean I be scoring
Hit the road wit the bro's I be touring
Sending blessing for the money it's important

Went and did a show a in Tennessee
Ain't give me what I need
I got cut off on my time
Yeah yeah

Now they listening to me
They liking how speak
Yeah they see I'm on my grind
Yeah yeah

You can ever stop a nigga that been really wit it
You can't ever stop a nigga that been down to get it
You can ever stop a nigga no cap like a fitted
In my jeans full of racks I ain't penny pinching

I ain't never bitching
Never f*ck wit snitches
I was to made to get it
I was made different

At the rock we chipping
More than erosion
I was sipping on that dirty like a potion

My drip I own it
I been snowing
Let me roll it
Let me pour it

Lately I been out my body really out my mind
Eyes low eyes red can't even tell the time
I admitted yeah I cheated just a couple times
But they can't take away the fact that imma whole vibe

Grandma passed a year ago
Had to let some tears go
Pockets far from zero
Ooooh

I can't ever let go
Quarterback like set get go
Feenin for dinero
Oooooh

Even for the racks I could never turn informant
RIP to Kobe bean I be scoring
Hit the road wit the bro's I be touring
Sending blessing for the money it's important

Keep this shit a bill keep it a bean
All white I be too clean
My belt got double G's
I had to take the lead

Been smoking pushing p's
Giving what they needed
Used to be my nigga now he not committed treason
Found out shawty thottin Michael Jackson had to beat it

On the road in the ghost you can't see a nigga speeding
She been tempting me the most from the garden of Eden
Getting green like a frog all my niggas really leaping
Amiri jeans f*ck the cost this the shit that we was dreaming
We was dreaming
We was dreaming

Grandma passed a year ago
Had to let some tears go
Pockets far from zero
Ooooh

I can't ever let go
Quarterback like set get go
Feenin for dinero
Oooooh

Even for the racks I could never turn informant
RIP to Kobe bean I be scoring
Hit the road wit the bro's I be touring
Sending blessing for the money it's important
Yeah yeah
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English

Grandma passed a year ago
Had to let some tears go
Pockets far from zero
Ooooh

I can't ever let go
Quarterback like set get go
Feenin for dinero
Oooooh

Even for the racks I could never turn informant
RIP to Kobe bean I be scoring
Hit the road wit the bro's I be touring
Sending blessing for the money it's important

Went and did a show a in Tennessee
Ain't give me what I need
I got cut off on my time
Yeah yeah

Now they listening to me
They liking how speak
Yeah they see I'm on my grind
Yeah yeah

You can ever stop a nigga that been really wit it
You can't ever stop a nigga that been down to get it
You can ever stop a nigga no cap like a fitted
In my jeans full of racks I ain't penny pinching

I ain't never bitching
Never f*ck wit snitches
I was to made to get it
I was made different

At the rock we chipping
More than erosion
I was sipping on that dirty like a potion

My drip I own it
I been snowing
Let me roll it
Let me pour it

Lately I been out my body really out my mind
Eyes low eyes red can't even tell the time
I admitted yeah I cheated just a couple times
But they can't take away the fact that imma whole vibe

Grandma passed a year ago
Had to let some tears go
Pockets far from zero
Ooooh

I can't ever let go
Quarterback like set get go
Feenin for dinero
Oooooh

Even for the racks I could never turn informant
RIP to Kobe bean I be scoring
Hit the road wit the bro's I be touring
Sending blessing for the money it's important

Keep this shit a bill keep it a bean
All white I be too clean
My belt got double G's
I had to take the lead

Been smoking pushing p's
Giving what they needed
Used to be my nigga now he not committed treason
Found out shawty thottin Michael Jackson had to beat it

On the road in the ghost you can't see a nigga speeding
She been tempting me the most from the garden of Eden
Getting green like a frog all my niggas really leaping
Amiri jeans f*ck the cost this the shit that we was dreaming
We was dreaming
We was dreaming

Grandma passed a year ago
Had to let some tears go
Pockets far from zero
Ooooh

I can't ever let go
Quarterback like set get go
Feenin for dinero
Oooooh

Even for the racks I could never turn informant
RIP to Kobe bean I be scoring
Hit the road wit the bro's I be touring
Sending blessing for the money it's important
Yeah yeah
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Writer: Isaiah Bankhead
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