Confessions lyrics

[Verse 1: YL]
Yeah, I'm rockin' North Face
Avoid a court case, you wanted more space
Check the tour dates it's only by Lord's grace
Yeah you smoke the eighth but is was all shakes
Yeah I smoke a eighth and gently fall into a calm place
I'm livin' through the joy and pain like I'm Rob Base
Slide my Chase, debit I'ma cop that
Drop that, sh*t that make you say don't stop that
Tryna get to where I wanna go with a train ticket
More gifted like December 25th
I took a Henny swig yo mans talkin' to me on some friendly sh*t (f*ck is this}
You're not up and comin' (naw)
And you ain't up to nothin' (facts)
You really frontin' for this sh*t, you not a hunnid
Hol' up, I roll a joint like a car window
I'm Roosevelt, catchin' looks from a bizarre nympho
It could be so simple but you choose not
You blowin' up yo' own spot let the song rock (let the song rock)
Just let that sh*t ride. Like don't say nothin', for like two seconds
Crossed up like Hardaway
I sit back and watch the drama play
I'm workin' even on the holidays
Holla at me and I'm there like I teleport
Oh I thought that was your fan what you tell her for
Tell the birds I gotta scram 'cause we're clearin' out
I know you listen to the song but did you hear me out
Things change in a minute, you could claim that you did it
But you didn't though
I got a lot of plans, Y's in high demand
I got a lot of family, you got a lot of fans
And it all starts on the pavement
Groundhog day, everyday its just the same sh*t
Yeah, everyday its just the same sh*t
Twenty four hours I don't got time to waste it
sh*t, not today...or tomorrow