Young Bleed Lyrics

Album: Unknown

Confedi Lyrics

f/ C-Loc, Lee Tyme, Maxinelli

 

 [dialogue from the movie "Superfly"]

 Look Eddie

 This is a chance, and I wanna take it

 Now... before I have to kill somebody

 Before somebody ices me

 Are you with me Eddie?

 

 Chorus:

 

 Niggaz always claim they've got confedi

 But too many niggaz wanna hop out, before they ready

 Get they hand on a block of dough, try to live like Frank Nitty

 Play it broke until you get out the game, cause the shit gets heavy

 

 [C-Loc]

 Zo No in the bucket with hoe chicken not made bucks yet

 Nigga couldn't meet me in my spot so I say fuck it

 Them niggaz don't stick to the program, no white folks hang on Beemer

 From O-Z's to keys, now ain't no time to change em

 See that's why niggaz fuck up, chakra made em money

 and they stopped makin money, ain't got shit to do with cut

 Go from twenty G's grind for the week with no expenses

 Til ya splurge and put your biz up in the streets, a nigga snitches

 Now them bitches lookin at you shitty and, you done attracted

 every beggin bitch up in the fuckin city, it's a pity

 With you, honey used to spend a week, jumped up

 A few G's, since she wanna fuckin play gold dig

 They never knew you had that much grip, now you got

 every clown in the city tryin to peep out your shit

 Start splurgin 'fore they time up real dummies they smoked

 But that's the main two reasons why niggaz go broke

 

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 [Maxinelli]

 Main most of these niggaz need to slow they roll

 Claimin balla but they never played the game befo'

 Too many niggaz hindsight, wide right, doin what ya cain't

 Suicide my eyes wide-eyed, bein what you ain't

 Why so many motherfuckers claim they movin that weight

 but wouldn't even know a dime if it shit in they face?

 So why pussy ass niggaz flashin Benz car keys

 showin ass but they barely even seein O-Z's?

 And got the whole neighborhood thinkin they ship keys

 And them makin hoes thinkin that they really OG's

 But boy if you only knew, you shouldn't be

 somethin that you never been, bitch niggaz ain't veterans

 I'm tellin them, lay it low til on the way out or

 end up a dead motherfucker with your dick in your mouth

 Cause when the shit gets heavy, to you it's like a movie

 that's scary and real, niggaz let the pistol play Freddy, confedi

 

 Chorus

 

 [Young Bleed]

 Uhh, seldom seem in the platinum dream, hustlin for cream

 By any means necessary, top it off with a cherry

 For every nigga that know, it comes natural, don't rush your life

 away playa potnah stack up your cashflow and take your walk

 a day at a time, from a nickel to a dime

 Smokin weed drinkin wine, keepin it on my mind

 A blind fury as a shine, jewelry flashin

 Niggaz playa hate cause bitches love it with a passion

 but fuck em though; I live untouchable, a hustler high

 Tryin to make it out the game like Superfly

 Livin do or die, and I'm on it 'fore I bail out the do'

 Ask my hoes before I go; you want a blow? Smoke somethin

 Ain't no future in your frontin my naigga

 Gotta get the ground beneath your feet first potnah

 And take it how it come, and play it like it go if you ready

 And let em know you all about your 'fedi nigga huh?

 Hear me say what...

 

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 Hoes up on the dick, cause you're drivin Lexus

 But where all the bitches was, before you was flexin

 He's a money hungry nigga to have, B-L-E-S-S-E-D

 But the white folks'll have your ass dreamin bout the street

 

 [Lee Tyme]

 I see, most nigga shit cream

 Them hoes know, when they gets caught by the team, believe me

 they get hotter than that, your stack will scream

 once The Man gets to diggin on 'fedi

 You spend it so lavishly, obviously you ain't recognize

 that them laws do have eyes

 And what you do attract, is like dick to cat

 Before you know, they'll be pullin burglar boys off the door

 The Caddy, whose gonna ride inside? Well not you

 Your folks had to slang em, bank em

 on another appeal, nigga these streets is real

 You reminiscin, do you still get a thrill?

 I tell you it'll fail you every time, these material things

 Get your pride up, got these fools thinkin they kings

 And your punk ass team can't help, or will they?

 Because you didn't choose wisely

 

 

 Hey, look playa -- you wanna be rich?

 Well the key to bein rich is paisleys

 Oh yeah but you gotta make sure you make progress daily

 But if your mind ain't right, get your fuckin mind right

 BIOTCH!