Sangtekster:
Hurt Confession

ain't know the vault, pull bank jobs I banged ya squaw when I aims this rod Y'all niggas can't do a thing to this broad My bullets hurt the same as y'

You keep saying you've got something for me Something you call love, but confess You've been messing where you shouldn't be messing And someone else is

but i know I gave you my all funny how you took it for granted and then just called it off the jewelry , the flowers , them late night hours when i would confess

night falls on you You don't know what to do Nothing you confess Could make me love you less I'll stand by you, I'll stand by you Won't let nobody hurt

when I finally figured out That's that nigga David Arthur, Sharese baby father And I didn't even bother to ask no further questions No more confessions

I wanted you I wanted you I know The only thing I ever really loved was hurting you Was hurting you Don't go I never wanted anybody more than I wanted

Dear Chicago, you'll never guess You know the girl, you said I'd meet someday? Well, I got something to confess She picked me up on Friday Asked me if

angry It's like payback watch the shit you say on this track I heard the stories how you get down lay on yo back True confessions why ask so i'm sexxin

come to worship, to witness and marry But after we've gathered I have to confess My soul feels a restlessness to take this remarkable light Outside where people are hurting