So Sorry

Hurt, what it do?
Ayo, 'Llari, this shit fire

I just got my granddad into real estate
Sent my baby mama fifty thousand,
make sure my daughter's straight, yeah
I go rent a Wraith then ride around L.A.
Tryna come up with a plan to save more of what I make, mm, uh
Sit and visualize, I need this pint by tomorrow, yeah
She don't take my cup, she know there's drank on my heart, yeah
Different type of flex, I like to buy and don't post cars, yeah
Stay by smoke, die life in fast lane, mama, I'm so sorry

Counters on, lights off, yeah, ah-ah
Conversate a lot with the devil, I could swear I ain't your child
Leave the bank, what's in the bag? Whole lotta lies
Lotta shit went on that's truly wrong, I had to make it right

Ain't buyin' no more chains,
I'm buyin' real estate (I'm buyin' real estate)
Don't need no more friends,
'cause your intentions fake (You're really fake)
Movin' too fast, I had to hit the brake (Skrrt)
Never goin' broke, we gon' hit the bank (Hit the bank)
Don't touch my cup, that ease the pain (Ease the pain)
Don't touch my racks, that'll leave you stained (Leave you stained)
Tryna make another four milli' by tomorrow ('Morrow)
Tryna sign a young nigga, turn him to a star (Star)
Too blessed, gotta share the blessings (Share the blessings)
Say a prayer, got a few confessions
If they playin', we gon' have to stretch 'em
Pour a six in my cup, lil' Gresham (Rich)

I just got my granddad into real estate
Sent my baby mama fifty thousand,
make sure my daughter's straight, yeah
I go rent a Wraith then ride around L.A.
Tryna come up with a plan to save more of what I make, mm, uh
Sit and visualize, I need this pint by tomorrow, yeah
She don't take my cup, she know there's drank on my heart, yeah
Different type of flex, I like to buy and don't post cars, yeah
Stay by smoke, die life in fast lane, mama, I'm so sorry



Credits
Writer(s): Kentrell Gaulden, Dimitri Roger, Angelo Callari, Aaron Gilfenbain, Ryan O Neill
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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