Confessions G Perico

[Hook]
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 shit 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 shit you see on TV

[Verse 1]
Oilin' up the choppers, loadin’ up the Glocks
If we catch a nigga 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 niggas that I grew up with strung out on meth
When I weigh out my options, shit I’m better by myself
This nigga told and that nigga told, too
When the pressure really on, these "tough niggas" 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