Peter Maxx - Confessional

I done a lot of things I won’t forget
But none I’m gone regret
Everyday I ask god to forgive me for that shit.
It’s a nigga walking round wit some pressure on his chest
Who still ain let it go he wanna kill me for that shit
I said what I said, did what I did
Everyday I thanked god I had to get it how I lived
Every street nigga know exactly how it is
Everyday I thank god i had to get it how I lived
My family had to eat ion know what else to say The streets ain show no love or present
No other way
So I connected wit a nigga who showed me how to take
He always showed me love even though he loved to take
Broke bread at the table then took off my plate
I turned a blind eye I should’ve ate that nigga face
Instead I showed love and took the next nigga plate
Mike Vick in the huddle quarterbacking every play
Intercepting every pack like we playing in hunger games
Harry Potter wit da broom witch craft every day
Head wrapped like a Muslim no face no case
Did some shit you wouldn’t believe till this muhfucking day
Turned a Halloween mask into a fucking pay day
Had a downtown hustle only went one way
Landlord wit da hammer everybody had to pay
Fuck showing love, love something I couldn’t take
Single parent household I had to make sumn shake
Mama did what she could for the rest she had to pray
Waiting on god time seemed like forever in a day
When I can make you lay it down and cash out same day
I beat the brakes off a nigga he didn’t cooperate
Leaving him laying in his blood till it start coagulating
Money over bitches was a normal operation
Unless I used the bitch for robbery orchestration
I done a lot of things I won’t forget
But none I’m gone regret
Everyday I ask god to forgive me for that shit
It’s a nigga walking round wit some pressure on his chest
Who still ain let it go he wanna kill me for that shit
I said what I said, did what I did
Everyday I thanked god I had to get it how I lived
Every street nigga know exactly how it is
Everyday I thank god i had to get it how I lived
I done a lot of things I won’t forget
But none I’m gone regret
Everyday I ask god to forgive me for that shit
It’s a nigga walking round wit some pressure on his chest
Who still ain let it go he wanna kill me for that shit
I said what I said, did what I did
Everyday I thanked god I had to get it how I lived
Every street nigga know exactly how it is
Everyday I thank god i had to get it how I lived
I lost my brother to the game Gotta play it how go
Get god on the phone I need a fucking cheat code
Cuz the niggas running wit me tucking tails like hoes
I’m starting to believe they buying guns for the hoes
I done ran down on niggas for half of a kilo
And made em piss on his self wit pistols in ear lobe
Had his bitch set em up I’ll never tell a soul
Yet I blessed it in this verse guess you already know
This shit sounding like a movie Peter Maxx untold
Got some niggas hating on me some new some old
Somethings will never change like a homeless man cloths
That ain healthy for your heart better eat your Cheerios
Get ya tator tot split cuz I need pastichios
You said that’s the old me but me never got old
I just bought a new heart cuz the last one was froze
No redemption for me I got a fucked up soul
I ain wanna fuck ya bitch I needed atm codes
And the kids trust funds I was tryin to leave you broke
I put potatoes on the barrel since wanna see a joke
Played they fool growing up now I’m the man they wanna know
But they was shitting on a nigga when niggas was piss Poe
I had to get how I live point fives off the porch
But that shit didn’t never work fuck being a d boy
Music gave a nigga life like cpr
I done a lot of things I won’t forget
But none I’m gone regret
Everyday I ask god to forgive me for that shit.
It’s a nigga walking round wit some pressure on his chest
Who still ain let it go he wanna kill me for that shit
I said what I said, did what I did
Everyday I thanked god I had to get it how I lived
Every street nigga know exactly how it is
Everyday I thank god i had to get it how I lived
I done a lot of things I won’t forget
But none I’m gone regret
Everyday I ask god to forgive me for that shit
It’s a nigga walking round wit some pressure on his chest
Who still ain let it go he wanna kill me for that shit
I said what I said, did what I did
Everyday I thanked god I had to get it how I lived
Every street nigga know exactly how it is
Everyday I thank god i had to get it how I lived

Written by:
Harrison Benton

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