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Confessions Video (MV)




Performed By: Shonda Kay
Length: 3:36
Written by: Kweysha Kitchens




Shonda Kay - Confessions Lyrics




Ima southernplayalistik 90s baby
And I gotta flow that's so sick that makes a nigga go crazy
Georgia grown on my country shit
Out in Plains all the way to Augusta bitch
From Zone 6 to the Southside
Got these wack rap bitches with they eyes wide
They never heard of me but they gon learn of me
I'm the Southern Belle bitch with the 3rd degree
Like a GYN I get in there
Shit hard for you hoes, Pap smear
Got my foot on the gas, I'm in the 4th gear
And you ain't seeing these hoes cuz my lane's clear
But if you come for me, you better come for me
And when you come for me, you better bring your team
Cuz I guarantee that if I feel the heat
Ima spazz out, black out, murder scene
Whoo!
Suck em up, Maggie Simp
But I ain't gettin off, I ain't OJ Simp
I'm in love with Nick, call me Jessica Simp
Til I sold him to a junkie in the middle of Simp
In the words of Pimp
Let me see it
If you didn't know, now the f*ck you know
Ima mastermind, this COASB shit
Ima brand builder for my team bitch
If the feds come knocking, I ain't see shit
Ima asset, and my assets are my ass sets
Ringleader
Griselda Blanco, chief leader
Ima keep on grinding til this shits contagious
Ima beast with these words but I'm such a lady
Boss status is what I'm on daily
I wouldn't wanna be you if yo bum ass paid me
Now let's ride

Let's ride
Yea
Yea
Like a GYN I get in there
Shit hard for you hoes, Pap smear
Got my foot on the gas, I'm in the 4th gear
And I ain't seeing these hoes cuz my lane's clear
Yea
Cuz my lane's clear
I ain't seeing these hoes cuz my lane's clear

Look muthaf*ck these muthaf*ckas that don't f*ck with me, I don't see them
Ima go hard for my dreams, I believe them
People sayin "no new friends", but f*ck the old ones
I ain't punk faking, you hating, I'm coming strong bruh
Let me guess you mad I won't with you
But yo shit is garbage, I don't work with you
I ain't cocky my nigga, I'm just sayin
I ain't finna waste my time on some lame shit
Basic shit for yo basic bitch
If you want a verse from me, you gotta pay for it
I don't play that shit, I don't work for free
In a pivotal position, ima turn the key
Cuz I'm hot
You ain't finna tell me I'm not
I'm doing shows outta town, I ain't stuck in a box
I'm a different breed, I was born to win
So as long as I'm grinding Ima keep going in
New south, underground assassin
Doing this shit is my passion
Who the f*ck are these rappers they keep gassing?
They some two hit wonders, shit's tragic
Timeless tracks, I make classics
And they bigger than life, Jurassic
You better get yo hoe while she askin
About me, bitch please, you average
I'm self made, I got my own grind
Work hard for mines so I'm gon shine
At these niggas neck like overtime
And these bitches mad cuz they sideline
And if cut you off it's no pressure
I'm knee deep in the game it's not checkers
Everything I speak is real it's confessions

(What?)
Everything I speak is real it's confessions
(What?)
Everything I speak is real it's confessions
Everything I speak is real it's confessions
(Sometimes you gotta go hard on them like that, ya know?
Let them know what's goin on
Yea)
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Ima southernplayalistik 90s baby
And I gotta flow that's so sick that makes a nigga go crazy
Georgia grown on my country shit
Out in Plains all the way to Augusta bitch
From Zone 6 to the Southside
Got these wack rap bitches with they eyes wide
They never heard of me but they gon learn of me
I'm the Southern Belle bitch with the 3rd degree
Like a GYN I get in there
Shit hard for you hoes, Pap smear
Got my foot on the gas, I'm in the 4th gear
And you ain't seeing these hoes cuz my lane's clear
But if you come for me, you better come for me
And when you come for me, you better bring your team
Cuz I guarantee that if I feel the heat
Ima spazz out, black out, murder scene
Whoo!
Suck em up, Maggie Simp
But I ain't gettin off, I ain't OJ Simp
I'm in love with Nick, call me Jessica Simp
Til I sold him to a junkie in the middle of Simp
In the words of Pimp
Let me see it
If you didn't know, now the f*ck you know
Ima mastermind, this COASB shit
Ima brand builder for my team bitch
If the feds come knocking, I ain't see shit
Ima asset, and my assets are my ass sets
Ringleader
Griselda Blanco, chief leader
Ima keep on grinding til this shits contagious
Ima beast with these words but I'm such a lady
Boss status is what I'm on daily
I wouldn't wanna be you if yo bum ass paid me
Now let's ride

Let's ride
Yea
Yea
Like a GYN I get in there
Shit hard for you hoes, Pap smear
Got my foot on the gas, I'm in the 4th gear
And I ain't seeing these hoes cuz my lane's clear
Yea
Cuz my lane's clear
I ain't seeing these hoes cuz my lane's clear

Look muthaf*ck these muthaf*ckas that don't f*ck with me, I don't see them
Ima go hard for my dreams, I believe them
People sayin "no new friends", but f*ck the old ones
I ain't punk faking, you hating, I'm coming strong bruh
Let me guess you mad I won't with you
But yo shit is garbage, I don't work with you
I ain't cocky my nigga, I'm just sayin
I ain't finna waste my time on some lame shit
Basic shit for yo basic bitch
If you want a verse from me, you gotta pay for it
I don't play that shit, I don't work for free
In a pivotal position, ima turn the key
Cuz I'm hot
You ain't finna tell me I'm not
I'm doing shows outta town, I ain't stuck in a box
I'm a different breed, I was born to win
So as long as I'm grinding Ima keep going in
New south, underground assassin
Doing this shit is my passion
Who the f*ck are these rappers they keep gassing?
They some two hit wonders, shit's tragic
Timeless tracks, I make classics
And they bigger than life, Jurassic
You better get yo hoe while she askin
About me, bitch please, you average
I'm self made, I got my own grind
Work hard for mines so I'm gon shine
At these niggas neck like overtime
And these bitches mad cuz they sideline
And if cut you off it's no pressure
I'm knee deep in the game it's not checkers
Everything I speak is real it's confessions

(What?)
Everything I speak is real it's confessions
(What?)
Everything I speak is real it's confessions
Everything I speak is real it's confessions
(Sometimes you gotta go hard on them like that, ya know?
Let them know what's goin on
Yea)
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Writer: Kweysha Kitchens
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sentric Music

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