Charlie Chamberlain - Confess
Take ya back when i was 10yrs old
Seen my first thousand 8
Sitting in a safe
That Lexus ES 300 was like a Wraith
Candy coated fresh paint with the flakes
Trips to NYC
600 miles I-80 east
Memories so vivid
I remember everything
Griselda imported from the Medellín
I'm talking triple beam cream
Amongst some other things
Money don't grow on this family tree
Fannie Mae raised
It's spiritual like a Jesus Piece
Gold Cuban Link like a precious gem
Seen death around the corner
In this life of sin
Rightfully so
It's not a soul on a righteous road
My trust wearing thin
So I travel alone
Tha tats on my skin like a blood oath
Self inflicted pain
I pray my wounds close
Got indicted now it seem like my life froze
Still mapping out goals
Till the case closed
Abstract paintings
You need Da Vinci to decode
I think I'm Machiavelli with this kilo
Diplomatic if ya ever need a problem solver
My nickel plated peacemaker
I keep a revolver
Seen it, done it, did it
Trying live thru it
If I make it to the morning
I'm a still do it...
I just wanna confess
It's a lot of demons on my flesh
Before I take my last breath
Some things I need to address
But it's kinda hard to get it off my chest
I just wanna confess (I still miss my dawgs)
I just wanna confess (I need a hug from my Pa)
I just wanna confess (I gotta shit I been going thru, my ways got me praying for a miracle)
Feeling stuck
Like a diamond in rough
I swear time ain't enough
Think about it
Cold sweats in my sleep
Every night it's on repeat
This shit deep
Most days I can't eat
If don't clear my conscience
It's a black cloud
Hovering all around us
So you know it ain't no love
For you outta towners
In and outta state with a brick of downer
Hugging these yellow lines
Running up the mileage
Hoping that the laws don't get behind us
Cause it a 5 figure bail
If they ever find it
Trying not to fall asleep
So I sip this tea
I only hit a rest stop if I gotta pee
Feeling shallow on this sunny day
Running from my evil spirits
But they keep chasing I can't get away
Praying for a blessing
And I hope I catch it
Having suicidal thoughts
As I clutch a Smith and Wesson..
I just wanna confess
It's a lot of demons on my flesh
Before I take my last breath
Some things I need to address
But it's kinda hard to get it off my chest
I just wanna confess (I still miss my dawgs)
I just wanna confess (I need a hug from my Pa)
I just wanna confess (I gotta shit I been going thru, my ways got me praying for a miracle)
Written by:
Charles Gardner
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