Tulooo Fresh - DAILY CONFESSION

Niggas ain't ready
I know they ain't ready
Bitch I'm ready
Daily Confession Daily Confession
I know they ain't ready
Niggas ain't ready
Bitch I'm Ready
Daily confession! What
I done been all in the way of my blessing
Gotta quit stressing, damn
And acting like he ain't already made a direction
Why is you pressing, Why
I see that you thought you had came up
As soon as you started looking my direction
He reached for it like a workout
So I gotta go had to go stretch em
Daily confession! Moment of truth
You say that's up when you see me so lil nigga why is you texting
Titties and ass, got me thinking bout sexing
All of this fake ice
Keep it real I'm sick of the flexing
I be thinking I'm rocky, Balboa
My wrist it be rocky
The road be rocky
My hoes be sloppy yea
She think I'm cocky I'm self-conscious
I ain't tryna do it my help got it
Financially ill
Probably never made a profit
I get high as a dove
When I ain't got me wishing I was
I'm wondering why, answer me that
Then a tear drop under my eye
What the fuck I'm sad bout, why
How could I forget
That I was just assed out
Glock dirty
But he throwing rocks I live in a glass house
And that ain't ok with me
You know not to play with me
All of my life I been angry
Thought it was saving me
I'm becoming who I'm made to be
Daily Confession
You won't there back then
Ain't needing you now
Releasing the child
I swallow my pride
Rest of My life I'm following God
Daily confession
I done been all in the way of my blessing
Gotta quit stressing
And acting like he ain't already made a direction
Why is you pressing, Why
I see that you thought you had came up as soon
As you started looking my direction
He reached for it like a workout
So I gotta go had to go stretch em
Daily confession! Moment of truth
You say that's up when u see me so lil nigga why is you texting
Titties and ass, got me thinking bout sexing
All of this fake ice
Keep it real I'm sick of the flexing, through with this shit
Daily confession I gotta admit
I ain't never ever ever ever ever had shit
On my way to the palace
Made it out of the pit, north
She think she the baddest
But she really a bitch
They thought I was average
I agreed with em
Full of the malice
I can read niggas
I can't believe it, how you broke and conceited
Heavily weeded
Cause I felt like I need it
Moving some weight huh
Nigga you paraplegic
Niggas ain't keeping real like this nomore, I already know
If we gon cap about letting guns blow
Nigga rap about when the funds low
You aint gotta Believe
But you better Behold
Daily confession
These niggas be hoes
Daily confession
I done been all in the way of my blessing
Gotta quit stressing
And acting like he ain't already made a direction
Why is you pressing, Why
I see that you thought you had a came up as soon
As you started looking my direction, bitch
He reached for it like a workout
So I gotta go had to go stretch em
Daily confession! Moment of truth
You say that's up when u see me so lil nigga why is u texting, pussyyy
Titties and ass, got me thinking bout sexing
All of this fake ice
Keep it real I'm sick of the flexing, through with this shit
Daily Confession

Written by:
J'Kein O'Neal

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