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Car Confessions

Young M.A

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You′re just in car man

It's like when you in the car you just...

You just think about everything manDefinitely when you like, you by yourself

And you′re just cruising on the highway man

Yeah, this got me thinking

Uh, I'm smoking on the cat piss

Swerving through the traffic

Listening to the trap shit

My windows ain't tinted so niggas notice me

4 braids, Yankee fitted, yeah niggas know it′s me

I′m everywhere comfortable, but I'm still attentive

A young nigga with money would make niggas offended

I ain′t flashy, I'm classy, but ain′t stupid either

Never show off to niggas that's hungry and eager

My brother′s keeper, I'm loyal it's all in my demeanor

A true believer, I believe when they didn′t believe her

That′s why I don't let opinions affect me

I do what I wanna do, if they do or they don′t accept me

They expect me to give up, I almost did

Things went from fast, to slow motion

I was losing focus, stuck on that evil potion

It was, smooth onna surface, but underneath it was broken

Hoping to find hope in this hopeless world we live in

What you give is what you're given

Gotta make wise decisions

Gotta stay tunnel vision, gotta avoid collision

Keep scratching the surface, and keep yo palms itchin′

Gotta pay moms a visit, damn its been awhile

I been working, she keep telling me, she miss her child

I find myself passing her house, then I spin around

She say I'm always movin′, ma' I just can't sit around

On my ass, ′cause the cash ain′t gon come to us

When we was down who gave a dime or gave a fuck for us

So instead of makin' it hard, I made it fun for us

Make it easy, so when you need it, you just run to us

But its a lot of pressure

I′m tryna stick and move through this shit

Fixin' these bumps the road, so I can just cruise through this shit

Livin my life on the road, I′m tryna get used to this shit

And when they throw dirt, I just act like a broom to this shit

Tryna stay true to this shit, even when they lie on me

World on my shoulders, my girl can't even cry on me

God watching over me, the devil probably spy on me

I been going through some shit, Kenneth keep a eye on me

I know its been a drought, but to my fans, don′t go dry on me

If you wanna picture, take a picture, don't get shy on me

I'm here to inspire, I admire that you admire me

I been the in the dark but I promise you′ll see the brighter me

I′m sorry

To all my supporters man

I love y'all

I just wanna say thank you

For supporting me since day one

These motherfuckers don′t wanna see me win man

I don't know why, but we gon′ win anyway

Uh, came straight out the pussy with a microphone

Boy I swear I couldn't leave that mic alone

Everybody clear the room, I like to write alone

I′m in my zone, bass bouncin' off the styrofoam

I'm never in between, I′m either hot or cold

Can′t be a loser, I maneuver like I got a clone

I'm out here in these streets, like I ain′t got a home

And you barely hear from me like I ain't got a phone

′Cause it's no days off, it′s not days off

I know it sounds a little painful, but it pays off

Social sites was distracting, so I stayed off

Spoke to God then me and Satan had a face off

I swear my life was like a rocket, then it takes off

First I plotted, then I got it couldn't wait long

I put the pedal to the metal then took the brakes off

And I kept it A1, like the steak sauce

My paychecks used to be a pair of Jordans

And I know I can't afford ′em

But I went ahead and bought ′em

Then I quit, started slingin', spent my money on recording

Yeah the studio was small, but man that shit made me a fortune

That shit made me a fortune man

These motherfuckers tryna stop me

Y′all can't stop me

This is forever

This shit forever man

I mean that

Fuck ′em