iii'm Not Sorry (feat. Elbee Thrie)

Snakehips

Came on smelling like pussy and weed
It's my life and I living for me
Everybody and their mama got an opinion
But it's nothing for me
And you would die 'fore you get an apology

Talk about the things that I should've did
Let's talk about the things that I could've been
Let's talk about the seas that I could've sold
Yes, talk about but I didn't roll
Drowning in a sea of what you livin' for
Was 'cause I see the cookin' in the store, it's on the stove
Check one, two, three, shit is getting old
They yell and kick them off the curb, just get them all
These niggas don't really know what they want
And these bitches go sick over silly stuff
I told them, "Build a bridge with the [?]"
Did? of my life but the jig is up
'Cause you could put a prize on trillion bucks
But you could never pop the tag of life and love

Came on smelling like pussy and weed
It's my life and I living for me
Everybody and their mama got an opinion
But it's nothing for me
And you would die 'fore you get an apology

You can't say you told me so
If I make a mistake and I receive and L
TO something that I can thing
So follow up with the E and then with the double S
Guess we gon' flick it down [?] ever more
And I don't know everything so never from vanity
But always as confident as they don't understanding me
Mm, maybe this truth ain't a good thruth
But it's the true truth
And I ain't living for lies to make a new truth
Good morning to you, goodnight to me
This does so much rightfully
Ah, I'm so ahead of cause they couldn't sum it into sience
It's 53, tripple 0 with a spliff of defiance
Quiet down up in my ear
It's really getting quite annoying
Red flags go off inside when you start [?]

Came on smelling like pussy and weed
It's my life and I living for me
Everybody and their mama got an opinion
But it's nothing for me
And you would die 'fore you get an apology

Separate the intent is the sole purpose
'Cause foresee to me your religion does ain't workin'
Behind the curtain, holy dignity or holy circus
Coming from someone who play the drums up in the churches
Ask to explain before you misinterpret
Why is your hair unkept all the time?
I guess it's your style, not mine
Political views, cynical fuel for the critical fools
I'm too far [?] from the board
Why don't you embrace the differences between us?
And why you at it, won't you please get off my penis?
Fuck [?] six 'cause I'm too busy dreaming
I don't expect for y'all to really see it
But right in time to see that I'm a fucking genius

Came on smelling like pussy and weed
It's my life and I living for me
Everybody and their mama got an opinion
But it's nothing for me
And you would die 'fore you get an apology



Credits
Writer(s): Rene Moore, Angela Winbush, James Alexander David, Oliver Mark Dickinson, Elbee Thrie
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