Confessions - 8Ball & MJG, Poo Bear

And it’s hard

hard

Yea yea sittin looking out my window the streets I see ain’t pretty

Sometimes I wonder if I was born rich with plenty

Money, and everyday was sunny didn’t no rain fall

Life was beautiful like the colors of a rainbow

Would I be the same prim row all my niggaz know

If I didn’t have to learn to beat them streets and get that dough

What if I never witnessed killings with my own two eyes

Bussin leave they own folks layin in the street to die

Life without respective if every second I was shakin

cause I injected dope in my veins

Divide and strain could I describe pain could I describe livin life without desire mayne

Could I survive if I couldn’t rap or entertain alive

and free you can’t beat it Who can you blame my world is like a picture and the frame

The picture might change but the frame stays the same

Hustling waiting on tomorrow

Living life in the fast lane

Cause no one ever knows

No one ever knows

Sitting here waiting on tomorrow

Putting paper away

Cause no one ever knows

No one ever knows

What if you was on the other end of the bullet

When a killer wanna pull it would it seem like

The light flash in front of your face

Or would you run real slow like I ran in my dream like

Just the other day I tried to be a hero but it wasn’t the side of me Or maybe it just wasn’t the time to be but if the shoe had to fit then I would

be Ahead of the game playin the part I bring it all into the light from out of the

dark

I hit the bat into the ball and out of the park

And live with the question alone that’s meddlin hard

What if you had to live under the bridge and do anything just to feed your kids

Think about that and the deed you did the first thing that impress me kid

Oh yes you did and I ain’t even tryna choke your chain or pull your leg

and I ain’t even tryna fuck with your head and I ain’t even tryna sweat this

shit

Just spit these messages cause I’m blessed with it What if you had the chance to be able to switch hands with me or anyone you see

And if you really wanna take it deep this shit not quanum to me For one and each and each and all for the sci-fi mat more religious

superstitious

Politicious and all the listeners with us this shit be cold as Christmas

So put your head to the sky say a prayer for the sick and the old the young and

the weak

For the bombs and the single moms with six kids askin for something to eat

Hustling waiting on tomorrow

Living life in the fast lane

Cause no one ever knows

No one ever knows

Sitting here waiting on tomorrow

Putting paper away

Cause no one ever knows

No one ever knows

And when you get up they seem to hold you down

Down to the ground gotta stay focused with your eyes opened wide

See the sun rise I keep my hands on the steering wheel when I’m creepin up 75

(woo woo woo) changing lanes on the regular talkin on my cellular fast

Watching cause they wanna take me away

I’m just trying to feed my babies face

But I’m just hustling I’m waiting on tomorrow

cuts in Living life in the fast lane

Cause no one ever knows

No one ever knows

Sitting here waiting on tomorrow

Putting paper away

Cause no one ever knows

No one ever knows

And the only way is to keep your head on right

Oh yea