Lyrics Confidence - KC Makes Music feat. Kyle Flamigni

Confidence, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
You need some confidence (alright alright, yeah, alright alright, alright alright)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Im sorry if I′m glamorizing (alright alright yeah, alright alright yeah, alright alright)
Sorry if I'm glamorizing (alright alright)(mode)

You said you like me
I said I′m never gon' get it together, you told me you been with that type of man already
I told you honestly I don't think much of me
Except when I′m drinking and mixing kolonopins
Its so astonishing I do it comfortably (Whooo)
Thats when I′m buzzing I need me some company
I hit you up and you pretty much run at me
N plus your ex man he got my phone number
He sending me pics with his gun at me
This shit mean nothing to me
I mean this shit is funny to me nothing but money to me
On that sip sip flex
Catch me out at dinner with my slippers on I trip trip less
I got the flow, Im making everything go I'm making everything go
Im on a roll drinking this heavily got me so steady I′m ready to blow
Im in a mode now mode now mode now
Im in a mode now mode now mode now
Then I get sober, then I get sober, then I get sober

Confidence (Im lacking a little bit i gotta get me some liquid in)
Confidence (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
You need some confidence (Im lacking a little bit I gotta get me some liquid in)
Confidence (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Im sorry if I'm glamorizing (alright alright yeah, alright alright yeah, alright alright)
Im sorry (sorry sorry) Im sorry if I′m glamorizing (alright alright yeah, alright alright mode)

I'm a golden child, blessed with the truth
Deep in the cess, but I′m back to my roots
Back to the views from the sky with the birds
I fly with a hawk eye set on the earth
And I swoop down clean for the kill
Imma get this bag, and another one still
Wreck this track, and another one till
I'm a threat like a terrorist attack on the ville
Imma get my respect, earn my stripes
Run through the storm like I'm scarlet white
It′s about to get heavy I′m ready to take off on the mic
Get it messy like Freddy, I cut clean with the rhymes
And I creep through the night real slow
Cigarettes shrouded in smoke
Sentiments, dealing with woes
I get deep in my feelings, down to the soul
And I come with the heat burning straight from the core
And you know that I came to finesse
You know that I came for the cheque
Know the came for them nights in the city with all my niggas inside of the pent
No need to get shook about paying the rent
Bought it in cash, what you niggas expect
Them late nights, with em canned beans, was a phase that just came to an end
A phase that just made me man that don't jump when he′s pushed to the edge
Take on a challenge like tell me what's next
Take on a challenge and fight to the death
Cause I know it′s survival for fittest
It's either you win or you finished
It′s either you win or you witness how everything switches
And nobody fucks with the nigga that never did what he intended

Confidence (Im lacking a little bit i gotta get me some liquid in)
Confidence (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
You need some confidence (Im lacking a little bit I gotta get me some liquid in)
Confidence (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Im sorry if I'm glamorizing (alright alright yeah, alright alright yeah, alright alright)
Im sorry (sorry sorry) Im sorry if I'm glamorizing (alright alright yeah, alright alright mode)

You said you like me (like me, like me, like me)