Admit It

I admit it (I admit it)

I was wrong but I had to get it (had to get it)

Ain't finna be working no job that pay $7.50 (add it up)

More like seven figures (figures)

My dream was to be a rich nigga (rich nigga)

Studio in the basement ticking (ticking)

Young niggas pulling them triggers

Oh, you mad at me 'cause my bills paid (bills paid)

I put lean in my lemonade (lean)

Stole the lunch money in the third grade (third grade)

I told my teacher we could shoot the fade (woo)

My bitch roll with me like cascade (cascade)

In jail, I learned to play the spades (play the spades)

Now I wake up and I got a maid (got a maid)

So many games I ain't never played

These rappers roaches, need some fuckin' Raid (fuckin' Raid)

Don't need an Uber, got an Escalade (Escalade)

Stacking money, I been living great (great)

She fuck me so good that I woke up late

I admit (Iadmit) I was hustling 'til I went legit (went legit)

Ran off on the plug, I gave him counterfeit

I admit it (I admit it)

I was wrong but I had to get it (had to get it)

Ain't finna be working no job that pay $7.50 (add it up)

More like seven figures (figures)

My dream was to be a rich nigga (rich nigga)

Studio in the basement ticking (ticking)

Young niggas pulling them triggers

I admit it, you done me wrong but I'm glad you did it, yeah

Could've got you back but I got back to business, bitch, ooh

You know I'm a god, you gotta act religious, bitch

Had to cut you off and give your ass the scissors, bitch, ooh

I like my bitch new, yeah

Let me flick my hair back, uh

Ravishing Rick Rude, yeah

I used to stare at her cat, I tell that shit ruff

She catching flashbacks, that what that dick do

But I admit it, I was fucked up

But I ain't trippin', I kept it one hundred

The dumbest bitches have dumb luck

But when shit got sticky, I ain't get stuck

And with all I was given, I ain't give up

Thought I was living, I ain't live enough

I had to cut your ass out the picture

So I took your picture and I cut it up

I admit it (I admit it)

I was wrong but I had to get it (had to get it)

Ain't finna be working no job that pay $7.50 (I admit it) (add it up)

More like seven figures (figures) (yeah)

My dream was to be a rich nigga (I admit it) (rich nigga)

Studio in the basement ticking (ticking) (yeah)

Young niggas pulling them triggers

I admit it, you done me wrong but I'm glad you did it, yeah

Could've got you back but I got back to business, bitch, ooh

You know I'm a god, you gotta act religious, bitch, ooh

Had to cut you off and give your ass the scissors, bitch, ooh

I like my bitch new, she like my bitch too

And she gon' like Rich too

Trust fund, yeah

I like my bitches new

But I admit it, I was fucked up

I admit I'm a trust fund, baby