Confessions Prodigy & The Alchemist

[Intro: Prodigy]
Uh, yeah, uh-huh
I hear you
I hear you
Yo, yo

[Verse 1: Prodigy]
Late night, I can't sleep, I get dressed
4 a.m, I'm gon' get cigarettes
Grab my hoodie for the light drizzle
Hit the curb, what's the word with the night shifters
On that grizzly grime, they said "P"
"That nigga you was looking for, I saw him up the street"
"He was parkin' his car, probably still there"
"Hot-boxin' with little shorty with the hair"
Who, that bitch with the cheap red weave? "Yeah, that smut"
Aight, cool, I'm out, good lookin' out, dunn
Made my way up the block to the spot where they saw the joker
That's why I never leave home without the toaster
I saw his radio lights through the rear tint
I stepped in front of the car so he could see the hit
The look on his face was priceless
The bitch micro braids caught fire with the fifth
Put pieces of her wig on the seats in the back
Now there's weed smoke pouring out the bullet hole glass
Turn the gun on him, he trying to float
Trying to run up out the car, but left on his seat belt
Now the nigga going ham in the whip
'Cause them shots tearing him up and thunderclappin'