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点击复制Confidence Level (Explicit) - Kur/Meek Mill
Lyrics by：Chauncey Ellison
Composed by：Chauncey Ellison
Produced by：Dev
Hey real talk
Shut up dev just shut up
My confidence level went up when
I hopped out a benz an amg to be exact
Ew
Nigga my only concern is gettin' these racks
Ain't trippin' 'bout gettin' a plaque
Come on
I always knew that the tables would turn
Now look at these ******* they tryna interact
It be your homies that count what you earn
It's too many times I got stabbed in the back
Yeah
Too many times I done slipped through the crack
Too many times I was tellin' my bro
Man **** that ***** but I doubled back
Come on
I'm in the gallery trucker the hat
Yeah
Look at my salary I'm touchin' that
Ain't no apologies I'm in my act let's go kid
I'm rollin' up tree and I'm tryna relax come on
I'm tellin' ave everything that I'm goin' through
He like just put it on wax real talk
It's kinda hard to believe that these niggas
Ain't love me and it was an act okay
It ain't hard to believe that these *******
Is ******* and it's for a bag okay okay
Why do these rappers keep copyin' kur I see 'em
They stealin' the swag ew
I took one then took a few more when really
I should've took half too shy
Deep down I know she a w***e but when she wit
H me she act like she got class a thot
When I **** her she yell out shakur she like
Man you dickin' me down pretty bad okay
High off the shrooms I'm feelin' too good
And I put my tongue in her a*s real talk
How many bodies she got I'm never gon' know
'Cause I'm never gon' ask okay
If you in philly and you touchin' paper
Them niggas gon' sit on your a*s I see you
You wanna make an example out niggas
But don't wanna go out and crash ah
I'm seein' these niggas they goin' out sad okay
Over texts she was sayin' she shy
But when she got with me I ****** her
I tagged damn
I had to louis my jacket I hopped on a jet
It all happened so fast damn
Summertime I'm pullin' up in a maybach
I did this for all you can ask okay
If it's goin' through me I'ma put on my tax
Real talk though
I really show niggas love I really gave everything
I ever had damn
To the riches I came from the rags goddamn
I'm eatin' ******* I told her to pull up at wawa
I'll get her some gas you hard
I'm never trippin' I told her to shut the **** up
I'ma cover the tag what
Look at the niggas I passed come on
Look at the chain it was glass damn
This **** ain't a thing do the math real talk
I'm off these trinities rollin' a three-point-five
I'm 'bout to blast
Meek mill
Uh take off I'm on they a*s take off
Niggas been goin' out sad sad
Actin' real tough when ppp went broke
We ain't givin' no pass they broke
Niggas can't even ride past head-tap
Head-tap make 'em crash brrt
They say why you be rappin' 'bout violence
They killed my homies too fast too fast
Niggas be hatin' on me put an m on the
'Gram like are you mad are you
He wanna beef with a ***** he gon' die
When he find out all us tagged all us
I got two maybachs with a chauffeur
Still call her a cab a cab
Walkin' on **** me and kur but
I been hot since george been high no cap
He told he know he did bad he told
He bold he know he a rat he bold
My youngin a rider he slide on them opps
And you know I'ma throw him a 'cat skrrt
Been watchin' the way I been ******* on women
These h*es might overreact they will
The bros gon' overreact from philly you play me
You know I'll be back you know this
I push a rolls-royce every time I'm in the hood
You know where I'm at you know this
Niggas can't even walk down my block no shiesty
Start blowin' it back blow it
I was just blowin' her back top floor
At the penthouse throwin' it back throwin' it
And I can't even bring broski to the white party
'Cause he tryna trap
Last week I was just in a lam' truck man
This everything I'm 'bout to have come on
Niggas got picks like a draft what
I'm movin' swift like I'm danny garcia
But nigga I ain't throwin' jabs come on
These h*es get around I ain't mad what
I held niggas down I ain't brag what
I held my sis down with the pack let's go
Ain't even send me a text on my birthday
I can't lie that **** had me sad what else
I'm movin' on from it my heart it was broken
To pieces like it was some glass goddamn
Srt I'ma drag come on
Trackhawk too for my mans I see you
79 back with a plan let's go
79 trapped out the van come on
79 had to go through all them hardships
He got through 'em never complained okay
And I ain't turn my back on the gang come on
And I'm back with this crack I'ma slang yeah
If I'm goin' out and it ain't a ratchet around
I ain't wearin' my chain real talk
I might need to clear up some things
I looked in the mirror I changed come on
I'm reppin' mount airy and that never changed
From rags to riches I came okay
Never trippin' 'bout none of them niggas she
******* with 'cause I know all of 'em lame yeah yeah
This dc **** is insane come on
We in the suite we eatin' like kings
I'm never gon' go 'gainst the grain ayy real talk
Why niggas burnin' they bridges then wanna
Cop out when they burnin' in flames come on
I stay to myself and I'm mindin' my business
So nigga don't bring up my name yeah
None of these h*es get claimed let's go kid
I'm from vernon road but I made it out
'Cause people started feelin' my pain real talk
This feeling I got I can't explain come on
Summertime I'm pullin' up in the uh summertime
I'm pullin' up in the range
You already know what it is young 79