Tee Mac - I'm Sorry
I got something to sayWhy the brokest niggas talk everyday
Ran up a pack, I was making them plays
Ask me how much I done spent in a day
I got two hoes that be going both ways
One from LA
Other one from the A
Both of them calling me daddy or bae
Trip to Dubai when I'm done skipping states
And I missed on my flight cause this bitch made me late
New pair of Mikes It's a fly nigga trait
Christian Celine mixed with Cartier
Left me on seen, now she give me face
Since I was a teen only watched my plate
Chop with a beam knock a nigga face (Off)
Trackhawk the Jeep swervin' through the lanes
Patek Patek another Patek (Yeah)
I got baguettes on my neck (Yeah)
And I ain't get your text (Nah)
I was all up on a jet (Yeah)
Before I even got on the gram, a nigga been getting them checks (Yeah)
Got a baddie that's into them scams, I told her to go get my bank card
Diamonds be blinding like Ray Charles
Only blue hundreds I'm racist
Me and my nigga been balling like Kobe and Shaq when they was on the Lakers
Groupie hoes yeah I hate ya'll
I treat that Benz like a race car
I had to get me some paper
Extra shit, that's for later
Flooded Patek, Rolex plain jane
You got drip, I got drip, ain't the same thing
You got racks, I got racks, ain't the same thing
You be spending, I'm letting it maintain
I be putting my team on the same lane
And I'm riding these whips with the gang gang
We be making these niggas have road rage
Moneymoe to the left
I got Aye in the right lane
I'm sorry I left the ratty in the rarri
I'm sorry I make money, I don't party
I'm sorry I waste time, always tardy
My watch it don't make sounds, like my .40
I could really break hearts when I'm horny
Got her on my speed dial, that's your shorty
(Oh)
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry
Written by:
Thierno Diallo
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