Confidential Playa Lyrics - Singles - Big Moe

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 [Incomprehensible] 

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