| Look, really I am sorry
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| This ain’t little lit when I get up in the party
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| You around the block but they really cannot guard me
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| I Just make it pop, took ten milli
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| I am sorry, Really I am sorry
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| Really I am sorry
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| Dont be wish-washy
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| Give it to me straight
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| I don’t be flip-floppy
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| I been tryna cut ties, cut the cribs off me
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| Guys from the dark side tryna kill off me
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| I’m betrayed as I really had no dollars for the lunchline
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| Now I drive a billi through the California sunshine
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| Silly you can’t see that I’m the one, I
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| Really get busy let me teach you how it’s done, I’m
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| Really from the city where they kill you when it’s crunchtime
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| So you gotta feel me when I’m drillin' with the drumline
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| I can’t be a victim to a villain tryna run, mine
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| Pray the lord forgive me
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| Look, really I am sorry
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| This ain’t little lit when I get up in the party
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| You around the block but they really cannot guard me
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| I Just make it pop, took ten milli
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| I am sorry, Really I am sorry
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| Really I am sorry
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| Dont be wish-washy
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| Give it to me straight
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| I don’t be flip-floppy
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| I been tryna cut ties, cut the cribs off me
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| Guys from the dark side tryna kill off me
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| Heard alot of boom, people tryna live off me
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| Ya I got, I be on the diamonds shining off me
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| Ya know my lil shooter put em in the coffin
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| Ya I hit it on the perc, now I’m paying shawties
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| Ransom, I’m feelin I’m wildin'
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| I’m carrying Glocks, the packets watchin'
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| I got the whole spend some closets on a foreign thing
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| Why you not sayin that we ridin, now we pack
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| We tryna rob a house, you niggas cautious
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| Niggas be mad when they are enjoying me (Stay cautious)
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| How did they feel me?
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| , tryna clear the image
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| They mediocre, they lame and they timid
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| Switchin lanes in a cap, blow they image
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| I’m goin' wild out
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| We got big trombones like a crowd out
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| Big bag blowing for the house out
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| She know I’m from the bottom so she get me talking
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| Look, really I am sorry
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| This ain’t little lit when I get up in the party
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| You around the block but they really cannot guard me
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| I Just make it pop, took ten milli
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| I am sorry, Really I am sorry
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| Really I am sorry
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| Dont be wish-washy
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| Give it to me straight
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| I don’t be flip-floppy
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| I been tryna cut ties, cut the cribs off me
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| Guys from the dark side tryna kill off me |