G Perico – Confessions

G Perico – Confessions Lyrics

Artist: G Perico
Song: Confessions

Confessions of a gangster, let me be honest
When they sent me to prison, that was like college
A hundred grand to me ain’t sh#t but a couple dollars
If you ever was my victim, sorry that I had to rob you

Confessions of a G from the streets
If I ever tell it all, they’ll give a elbow to me
Confessions of a G ain’t that easy
This lifestyle is art, the type of sh#t you see on TV

Oilin’ up the choppers, loadin’ up the Glocks
If we catch a n#gg# slippin’, we gon blow him out his socks
I got demons in my closet, voices in my head…
Tеllin’ me to go slide for my homies that’s dеad

I be talkin’ to myself while I’m slidin’ in this Benz
Everybody got a angle, G, you ain’t got no friends
Most the n#gg#s that I grew up with strung out on meth
When I weigh out my options, sh#t I’m better by myself

This n#gg# told and that n#gg# told, too
When the pressure really on, these “tough n#gg#s” gon fold, too
Gang allegations, the cops kept raidin’
So every day at 5am I’m up pacin’

I ain’t do it for the hood, I did it for myself
Case after case, stuck sittin’ on the shelf
I ain’t do it for the hood, I did for myself
When I got caught I wasn’t mad and wasn’t askin’ for help

Confessions of a gangster, let me be honest
When they sent me to prison, that was like college
A hundred grand to me ain’t sh#t but a couple dollars
If you ever was my victim, sorry that I had to rob you

Confessions of a G from the streets
If I ever tell it all, they’ll give a elbow to me
Confessions of a G ain’t that easy
This lifestyle is art, the type of sh#t you see on TV

Bangin’ with the bangers, baby, in the streets we famous, baby
Politics as usual, the other side, they hate me, baby
In and out of town with it, couple hundred pounds, n#gg#
Come and cash me out, I need all mine right now, n#gg#

I’m ballin’ and it’s visual, I been feelin’ spiritual
I wonder how I made it, I promise it’s a miracle
Did I sell my soul as kid, all the sh#t I did
Wishin’ that somebody come and save me but they never did

From 111th to LP Camp, C.Y.A
Then the LA County Jail before you go upstate
Kill or be killed, that’s how we really live
n#gg#s wanna beef over a b#tch, that’s how it really is

I caught gun cases shootin’, substance introducin’
They know it’s authentic so they f#ckin with the movement
These f#ck n#gg#s stupid, tried to f#ck up movement
I shift gears, now The Clicc is exclusive

Confessions of a gangster, let me be honest
When they sent me to prison, that was like college
A hundred grand to me ain’t sh#t but a couple dollars
If you ever was my victim, sorry that I had to rob you

Confessions of a G from the streets
If I ever tell it all, they’ll give a elbow to me
Confessions of a G ain’t that easy
This lifestyle is art, the type of sh#t you see on TV

111th East
Mercedes Benz AMG
Ya know what I’m sayin’
Snap-top C8’s

V12’s and V8’s
Got b#tches in each state
Love to eat steak
Wagyu, medium well

Sendin’ f#ck n#gg#s to hell
Tell’em f#ckin livin’ well, I’m livin’ great
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Release Year: 2022