Confidential Playa

I'm still a playa, a confidential playa

I'm just tryin' to do somethin' right, so let me live my life

Even though I'm still hustlin', I know you want to see me strugglin'

But at least I'm tryin' to do somethin' right so let me live my life

Lord knows I had my share of doin' the wrong things

But a bonafide playa that finds the life in me

Casualties make us cry but still we got to mash

Keep my eyes up on the sparrow and mind up on my cash

Penetrate, finish last, maintain a steady pace

Keep the busters out your business and haters up out your face

In this last rat race, the lord some's got to come

Shrivel my signature, I call it rapping refunds

The ones that criticize be the ones you call your friends

The ones that ride it out ain't gone always be your kin

But then you got to know, if it's yours you gone get it

But also you got to know that everyday ain't terrific

Specific about your plans, keep it real with your fans

Watchin' my baby boy grow to be a young man

My daughter got to know from the jump, you a queen

And fuck what them niggas say you, tell them your daddy is a king and

I'm still a playa, a confidential playa

I'm just tryin' to do somethin' right, so let me live my life

Even though I'm still hustlin', I know you want to see me strugglin'

But at least I'm tryin' to do somethin' right, so let me live my life

Every time I look around

These haters, they be talkin' down

Big Moe doesn't bring more light

I even had a, had a harder time

But I'm still here, still goin' strong

You can't believe what you hear in the song

About the year two, triple O, three

Whole wide world sippin', drank with me

I got money but I'm still a little stressed

I thank the Lord 'cause you know I'm the best

A little love set with the press

Why you want less 'cause through

I guess it's best for me to stay calm

And hold it down till the day that I'm gone

I got a white cup in my palm

Feel what a peach crush, Mo Yo's just a

Playa, playa, playa, playa

Money, the rule to all evil, that's what I need

Between the hours of 3 to 7, that's when I bleed

Motherfuckers gone makin' the block hot, so I stay and move around

Tyte Eyez and Z-Ro stackin' paper, it's goin' down

Break the shop of a nigga that's short stoppin' my change

But me and him to the fullest, duckin' bullets at close range

Feelin' crazy like I'm a lose my life to a bitch nigga

But while I'm here, I be a rich nigga

Nephews and nieces, nice, cool clothes and chains and pieces

I break bread with my family when my record releases

Besides skills in the west, nigga got mouths to feed

Anythin' against the grain, just light a finger spot over seas

Saturday mornin' as a youngster, I ain't have no bike

And I ain't have no Nikes but in the triple I'ma have more ice

Around my neck and my wrist with fern doors

Z-Ro, confidentially your's a playa

I'm still a playa, a confidential playa

I'm just tryin' to do somethin' right, so let me live my life

Even though I'm still hustlin', I know you want to see me strugglin'

But at least I'm tryin' to do somethin' right, so let me live my life