Car Confessions - 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 shit

My windows ain’t tinted so niggas notice me

4 braids, Yankee fitted, yeah niggas know it’s me

I’m everywhere comfortable but I’m still attentive

A young nigga with money will make niggas offended

I ain’t flashy, I’m classy but ain’t stupid either

Never show off to niggas that’s hungry and eager

My brother’s keeper, I’m loyal its 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 it’s 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 fuck 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 its a lot of pressure, I’m tryna stick and move through this shit

Fixin these bumps ib the road so I can just cruise through this shit

Livin' my life on the road I’m tryna get use to this shit

And when they throw dirt I just act like a broom to this shit

Tryna stay true to this shit 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 shit, Kenneth keep an eye on me

I know it been a drought, but to my fans, don’t go dry on me

If you wanna picture, take a picture, don’t get shy on me

I’m here to inspire, I admire that you admire me

I been inna 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 motherfucker don’t wanna see me win man

I don’t know why, we gon' win anyway

Uh, I came straight out the pussy 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 shit made me a fortune

That shit made me a fortune, man

These motherfuckers tryna stop me

Y’all can’t stop me

This is forever

This shit forever, man

I mean that

Fuck 'em!