Young M.A – Car Confessions (Official Video)

Lyrics “Car Confessions” by Young M.A

This one of ’em ones man
You just in the car man
It’s like when you’re in the car you just

You just think about everything man
Definitely when you like, by yourself
And you just cruising on the highway man
Yeah this, this got me thinking

Uh, I’m smoking on that cat piss
Swerving through traffic, listening to trap s**t
My windows ain’t tinted so n**gas notice me
Four braids, Yankee fitted, yeah n**gas know its me
I’m everywhere comfortable but I’m still attentive
A young n**ga with money will make n**gas offended
I ain’t flashy, I’m classy but ain’t stupid either
Never show off to n**gas that’s hungry and eager

My brother’s keeper, I’m loyal it’s all in my demeanor
A true believer, I believe when they didn’t believe her
That’s why I don’t let opinions affect me
I do what I wanna do, if they do or they don’t accept me
They expect me to give up, I almost did
Things went from moving fast, to slow motion
I was, losing focus, stuck on that evil potion
It was, smooth on the surface but underneath it was broken

Hoping to find hope, in this hopeless world we live in
What you give is what you’re given
Gotta make wise decisions, gotta stay tunnel vision
Gotta avoid collision, keep scratching the surface
And keep yo palms itching

Gotta pay moms a visit, damn its been awhile
I been working, she keep telling me, she miss her child
I find myself passing her house then I spin around
She say I’m always movin’, Ma I just can’t sit around
On my ass, cause the cash ain’t gon’ come to us
When we was down who gave a dime or gave a f**k for us
So instead of makin’ it hard, I made it fun for us
Make it easy so when you need it you just run to us

But it’s a lot of pressure
I’m tryna stick and move through this s**t
Fixing these bumps in the road
So I can just cruise through this s**t
Livin’ my life on the road
I’m tryna get use to this s**t
And when they throw dirt
I just act like a broom to this s**t
Tryna stay true to this s**t

Even when they lie on me
World on my shoulders my girl can’t even cry on me
God watching over me, the Devil probably spy on me
I been going through some s**t, Kenneth keep an eye on me
I know it been a drought, but to my fans, don’t go dry on me
If you want a picture, take a picture, don’t get shy on me
I’m here to inspire, I admire that you admire me
I been In the dark but I promise you’ll see a brighter me
I’m sorry

To my supporters man
I love you all
I just wanna say thank you
For supporting me since the day one
Theses motherf**ker don’t wanna see me win man
I don’t know why, we gon’ win anyway

Uh, I came straight out the p**sy with a microphone
Boy I swear I couldn’t leave that mic alone
Everybody clear the room, I like to write alone
I’m in my zone, bass bouncin’ off the Styrofoam
I’m never in between I’m either hot or cold
Can’t be a loser, I maneuver like I got a clone
I’m out here in these streets like I ain’t got a home
And you barely hear from me like I ain’t got a phone

‘Cause its no days off, it’s not days off
I know it sounds a little painful but it pays off
Social sites was distracting, so I stayed off
Spoke to God then me and Satan had a face off
I swear my life was like a rocket, then it takes off
First I plotted, then I got, couldn’t wait long
I put the pedal to the metal then took the brakes off
And I kept it A1 like the steak sauce

My paychecks use to be a pair of Jordan’s
And I know I can’t afford ’em
But I went ahead and bought ’em
Then I quit, started slangin’
Spent my money on recordin’
Yeah the studio was small
But man that s**t made me a fortune

That s**t made me a fortune, man
These motherf**kers tryna stop me
Y’all can’t stop me
This is forever
This s**t forever, man
I mean that
F**k ’em…

➤ Produced by Antwan Amadeus Thompson
Young M.A 2018

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