Confidence lyrics

by

Ricky Bascom



[Intro]
One thing I've learned over the years
Confidence doesn't come from going to the gym
Confidence doesn't come from having money
Confidence doesn't come from making great music
Confidence doesn't come from jewelry
Confidence doesn't come from clothes
I get my confidence from
Your mom

[Verse 1]
Boutta tell a story and sh*t, hang on hang on
Hang on
Hey, I was comin' home from the gym
I was comin' home from the gym
And you come and you come inside
You asked me to c*m inside
And that day, it changed my life
And that day, it changed my life
I met your mom boy, that b*tch she ride di*k just like a bike
That b*tch she ride di*k like a bike
She like young di*k (Uh)
She like young di*k
She like young athletic di*k (Ooh)

[Hook]
I got raped
I got raped
I got raped
I got raped
I got raped
I got raped
I got raped
I got raped
[Spoken]
I'm out tryna go eat dinner with my grandparents, she pulled up like "ooh you look familiar I know you"
Hang on let's get on you though
You the one that invited me into this b*tch house
That's yo mom
You a- You a boy, you a f*ckin' man, hang on let's get onto you

[Verse 2]
Depressed ass b*tch I told you how to fix it
But you ain't listen
You still skate you still vape and your b*tch still missin'
I ain't ever met that b*tch I ain't ever seen that b*tch
b*tch why you so depressed
You act like a b*tch, you act like a girl
This the real world, not a Juice WRLD

[Spoken]
Hang on, hang on, let's get off of that dude and his mom
Yeah, yeah, yeah, she raped me or whatever, ain't that big of a deal, I kinda liked it anyway
I'm kinda over that sh*t
We are never-ever-ever getting back together, type vibes
I'm done with that hoe on god
Hang on
Wait and see what we about to do
We boutta go-I'm boutta go to this other dude
I f*cked his girl, I'm boutta tell y'all that story hang on
[Verse 3]
f*ck that lil hoe
f*ck that lil hoe
I f*cked that lil hoe (hang on)
I f*cked that lil hoe
Okay I f*cked that lil hoe
Afterwards I looked on her phone
And when I looked on her phone
I looked right at the screensaver
And I seen
A man
Hugged up with a b*tch
Hold up cause happy three years
Happy three years
I looked at Instagram, I seen y'all had an anniversary this year
I said "Happy Three Years"
Happy three years
I looked at Instagram this year I seen y'all had an anniversary this year
You don't work out
Hold up, b*tch you don't work out
Hold up, dude you don't work out
And you vape and you skate
And you vape and you skate (hold up)

[Refrain]
You deserve to suffer
You deserve to suffer
You deserve to suffer
You deserve to suffer
You deserve to suffer
You deserve to suffer
You deserve to suffer
Suffer and die
Suffer and die
Suffer and die
Suffer and die
Suffer and die
Suffer and die
Suffer and die
Suffer and die
Suffer and die
Suffer and die
Suffer and die
Suffer and die
Suffer and die
Die die die
Suffer and die
Suffer and die
Suffer and die
Suffer and die
[Verse 4]
Your b*tch got f*cked by a special ed dude, man
I got excited afterwards, after she left man I was shakin' my hands in my room runnin' around
You a normal dude (Hey)
You a normal dude (Lil boy)
You a normal dude (Lil boy)
You a real cool (Lil boy)
But she likes em retarded (Heoohhhhh)
She likes em retarded (Heoohhhhh)
She likes her di*k retarded (Heoohhhhh)
She likes it retarded I'm sorry

[Verse 5]
Back then they tried to put me in special ed
Now I'm up now I'm getting special head
Hang on
My di*k engraved in that lil b*tch heart (I know it hurts)
Hold up, my di*k engraved in that lil b*tch heart (I know it hurts)
Okay she a car, she a car, that can't even start (I know it hurts)
Okay, my di*k engraved in that lil b*tch heart okay (I know it hurts)
Man, she like em real retarded man you need to work on being a lil bit more autistic, man maybe go get a vaccine or something
She asked me (she asked me)
She's the one that asked me
Don't blame me (don't blame me)
Don't blame me (I'm good)
She asked me (I'm a good American citizen)
She asked me (I'm a good citizen)
Don't blame me (I'm that law abiding citizen)
Don't blame me
I wouldn't talk to the b*tch and she couldn't help it, it turned her on
I wouldn't even talk to the b*tch she can't help it and it turned her on
I was running game
So she came over, she asked if she could come over and she slid
And y'all gon break up just like my parents did
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