Lil B - Junes Confessions lyrics

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Lil B - Junes Confessions lyrics

[Intro] Yes Green Flame Just let me vent out [Verse 1] Gonna have to cut the cake any way that you slice it Man, this struggle in the ghetto keeps the world excited While the Glock keep it lit, push the safety for violence Man, the victims hurts more when your life is misguided My eyes to the streets while I wear these gla**es Things hidden from the world, these battery acid But they can't f** with me lyrically, go ask 'em I pa**ion more times than the government pa**es Why you walk and can't breathe? Your life is in plastic Seen k**ers having dead eyes, red eyes Bags under their eyes, they're packing for d**h I watch every step because n***as be looking for reps Imaginary reps, no jobs, but repping the set Got fired off work, no government check Another funeral, when you gonna learn about that turn route? The same time n***as came in and got burned out I light a candle for the spiritual n***as still sleeping on me, it's like a miracle You only get one life, dog, I'm double daring I hope you stay protected because the streets are not scared of you Put a value on life before you compare me to any other rappers, them humans is uncomparable I'm still up in the house with the dirty sink, bath rust, sh**, how I stay clean? The same way I hit the streets and stay clean Inside out, dirty outside, I'm looking mean You can fit 100,000 in some skinny jeans Just a slave, that's the only thing that life means It's that to see people go down with life dreams I'm still walking the same streets I did in 93 n***as right behind me, I give 'em the whole nine, please Too many people hope, and they're relying on me Damn, sh**'s real, they're relying on me If you gotta say I k** it, man, I gotta write you, please Write with the hollow tips that I rap with I'm going through the pen, man, the persons involved And they always, I let my mama do the shopping and all Because I can see her outside when you was dropping me off So I hit the streets, dog Damn, there ain't no problems at all When you grow up, you slow up, n***as get thirsty I got love for my young n***as, but they try to jerk me Hate me, up in they mind, they started to, sh**, irk me Putting n***as through surgery, fix your face My face is like the wind of summer, out of place f** you s**ers f** 'em Green Flame, we on it

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