Corner Store Confessions
G
George Teddy
male vocals
rap
reggae
Laid-back West Coast drums under a rub-a-dub reggae groove; thick sub bass
skanking offbeat guitars
and airy organ bubbles. Male vocals slide between melodic singjay hooks and gritty rap verses; hook drenched in stacked harmonies and slapback delay. Occasional dub-style dropouts and tape echo throws on key phrases
bridge opens with half-time feel then snaps back into the bounce for the final chorus.
Created Jan 29, 2026
Lyrics
[Intro]
Girl you got me trippin'
Heart beatin' like it's slippin'
From the block to your kitchen
I'm yours, no switchin' (yeah)
[Verse 1]
Met you by the corner store
Sandals, sundress, smile so sure
I was posted, chain hang, eyes low
You laughed, said “You look tired, though”
Little queen with the grocery bag
I got scars, I got flags that sag
You said, “You more than your war stories”
Now I'm thinkin' 'bout rings, not shorties
[Chorus]
You my gangsta love, my ride-or-die blessing
Kiss on my neck, got my whole crew guessing
Tatted-up heart but you read my confessions
You turn my block into sweet obsessions
Slow whine on me, girl, cool my aggression (slow whine)
Turn all this rage into soft affection
You my gangsta love, my lifetime lesson
From concrete stress to a warm Caribbean heaven (oh-oh)
[Verse 2]
Used to count that cash by the curbside
Now I count your breaths when you sleep tight
You roll my smoke, hide my phone when I'm wildin'
Say, “Answer to me, not the sirens”
Rice on the stove, you hum that island tune
Gun on the fridge, flowers in bloom
Two worlds in this one small room
Still your perfume drown my fumes
[Chorus]
You my gangsta love, my ride-or-die blessing
Kiss on my neck, got my whole crew guessing
Tatted-up heart but you read my confessions
You turn my block into sweet obsessions
Slow whine on me, girl, cool my aggression (yeah)
Turn all this rage into soft affection
You my gangsta love, my lifetime lesson
From concrete stress to a warm Caribbean heaven
[Bridge]
If I slip back in that life, would you stay, girl?
You said, “I’ll pray for you, not play with your world” (mmm)
So I stash my pride where the ammo used to be
Trade one kind of heat for your body next to me
[Chorus]
You my gangsta love, my ride-or-die blessing
Kiss on my neck, got my whole crew stressing
Tatted-up heart but you read my confessions
You turn my block into sweet obsessions
Slow whine on me, girl, cool my aggression
Turn all this rage into soft affection
You my gangsta love, my lifetime lesson
From concrete stress to a warm Caribbean heaven (gangsta love)
Girl you got me trippin'
Heart beatin' like it's slippin'
From the block to your kitchen
I'm yours, no switchin' (yeah)
[Verse 1]
Met you by the corner store
Sandals, sundress, smile so sure
I was posted, chain hang, eyes low
You laughed, said “You look tired, though”
Little queen with the grocery bag
I got scars, I got flags that sag
You said, “You more than your war stories”
Now I'm thinkin' 'bout rings, not shorties
[Chorus]
You my gangsta love, my ride-or-die blessing
Kiss on my neck, got my whole crew guessing
Tatted-up heart but you read my confessions
You turn my block into sweet obsessions
Slow whine on me, girl, cool my aggression (slow whine)
Turn all this rage into soft affection
You my gangsta love, my lifetime lesson
From concrete stress to a warm Caribbean heaven (oh-oh)
[Verse 2]
Used to count that cash by the curbside
Now I count your breaths when you sleep tight
You roll my smoke, hide my phone when I'm wildin'
Say, “Answer to me, not the sirens”
Rice on the stove, you hum that island tune
Gun on the fridge, flowers in bloom
Two worlds in this one small room
Still your perfume drown my fumes
[Chorus]
You my gangsta love, my ride-or-die blessing
Kiss on my neck, got my whole crew guessing
Tatted-up heart but you read my confessions
You turn my block into sweet obsessions
Slow whine on me, girl, cool my aggression (yeah)
Turn all this rage into soft affection
You my gangsta love, my lifetime lesson
From concrete stress to a warm Caribbean heaven
[Bridge]
If I slip back in that life, would you stay, girl?
You said, “I’ll pray for you, not play with your world” (mmm)
So I stash my pride where the ammo used to be
Trade one kind of heat for your body next to me
[Chorus]
You my gangsta love, my ride-or-die blessing
Kiss on my neck, got my whole crew stressing
Tatted-up heart but you read my confessions
You turn my block into sweet obsessions
Slow whine on me, girl, cool my aggression
Turn all this rage into soft affection
You my gangsta love, my lifetime lesson
From concrete stress to a warm Caribbean heaven (gangsta love)