Skinny Flex
Confession
I'on need no fucking friends, I just want the cash on me
I just want the cash homie
I'on need no fuckin Thot, I know she gonn' tell on me
I'on need no fuckin friends, I just want the cash on me
I'on need no fuckin thot, I know she gonn tell on me

Streets turnt a n***a crazy, bitch u basic
'For u talk about me, baby
U was my plan C, so this shit can't B
I just want u to be honest, keep it solid
I can't even see ya, I'm dizzy, but I love it
Skinny n***a always hungry, where's my money?
If u just keep it 100, I'll keep it a Thousand
If u trynna play a Player, that's some bad news..
If u trynna hurt my family, meet my Deuce-Deuce
If u trynna play me, n***a, meet my Deuce-Deuce..
U'll make the News-News
Mf's call me Brother, I ain't yo Brother...
Mama didn't raise no pussy in our home, nah
All these people come & go, but u still for me there
I know u gonn be there for me, Mama I love ya
I'on need no fuckin friends, I just want the cash on me
I'on need no fuckin thot, I know she gonn tell on me
Streets turnt a n***a crazy, bitch u basic
'For u talk about me baby
U was my plan C, so this shit can't Be
Mama praying on her knees, yeah, on the daily
She want me to do the right Thing & make it safely
Even I'm a fuckin Gangsta, I'm still her baby
Wanna make it outta here, that's my fuckin dream B
'Nother day in the Jungle, they trynna reach me
Mf's call me Brother, they wanna beat me
I just wanna take a Flight, where nobody sees me
I just want some Peace G