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kwe the artist - must confess كلمات الأغنية

[chorus]
ah, i must confess
if you left when i was weak, you gon’ feel me when i flex
i’m the type to forgive, but why the f_ck would i forget?
when i was hangin’ on, you was lookin’ at the ledge
i’ma flex, i’ma flex, that’s just how it go
hustle hercules, get the pockets on swole
i don’t do the flaggin’, so believe it when i pledge
if you left when i was weak, you gon’ feel it when i flex, huh, flex, huh, flex

[verse 1]
yeah, huh, feelin’ chosen
havin’ motion, huh, and it’s potent
i like dead friends in the bank, the ones alive be ghostin’
don’t be blowin’ up my phone when sh_t get to explodin’ (huh, who this?)
i gotta pay attention to the ones that pay attention with no good intentions
stay persistent ’bout my vision, these tables be twistin’
any b_tch that stood me up, i ended up beatin’ sh_t down
when it’s my season, i can’t like, i’ma let it marinate
if you left me starvin’, i’ma make sure that you salivate
every color diamond, why the h_ll would i discriminate?
skrrt through my city, engine roarin’, make the streets shake
step after step, gotta keep the steps goin’
big gassed up, treat they doubt like petroleum
got on my knees, and prayed to god just for a leg up
hungry for it all, it done got me fed up (fed up)
[chorus]
ah, i must confess
if you left when i was weak, you gon’ feel me when i flex
i’m the type to forgive, but why the f_ck would i forget?
when i was hangin’ on, you was lookin’ at the ledge
i’ma flex, i’ma flex, that’s just how it go
hustle hercules, get the pockets on swole
i don’t do the flaggin’, so believe it when i pledge
if you left when i was weak, you gon’ feel it when i flex, huh, flex, huh, flex

[verse 2]
might through some racks in this b_tch
maximum lit, make a n_gga sick
lean on my own shoulders like soda with the tris_
_ton thompson, way i commit to a trick
never ever will i let go and let up
i’m only gettin’ better, i’m applyin’ more pressure
keep the fire comin’ like fabbrica beretta
the grind come with pain, won’t take for granted the pleasures
straight off the lot, whip zero milage
roaches in my public housin’ to islands that’s private
yeah, know them days comin’ like i been a psychic
bought into the dream, these feelings is priceless

- kwe the artist

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