Apologies
(Apologies, apologies, apologies)
Apologies
You feel a certain way about my shine ah yea
Finally made it out the bottom line ah yea
Even when we didn't have a dime ah yea
Apologies
Apologies
Its hard to focus on your grind
'Cuz you got everything on the line (On the line)
When you got everything on the line yea
Now these niggas see my songs televised yea
I made it on my own no surprises
Now they wanna turn up to my songs what a life yea
Now they started leaking all my songs that I like yea
How the fuck you do a nigga wrong in my absence
Now these niggas calling on my phone they be wilding
'Member when I didn't have a phone you was absent (Yeah, yeah)
Years go by where we at right now
Though we, might be able to relax right now
Through the night no relax right now
Ain't no fucking way that I'm gon' flatline down ah
Apologies
You feel a certain way about my shine ah yea
Finally made it out the bottom line ah yea
Even when we didn't have a dime (Ah yea)
Apologies
Apologies
Its hard to focus on your grind
'Cuz you got everything on the line
Now she's tryna see what I've been on that I like it
'Member when she tried to lead me on I was blinded
Now she see I do this on my own and she love it
I'm putting niggas on and she love it
I do this independent I was raised by my lonely
I would never sell my soul for the money
You know I got bigger dreams 'cuz I ain't doing all this shit for me
We're going number one and that's on God
'Cuz I remember
Oh I remember (nigga I remember)
How could I ever forget
How would I ever forget (Eh, nah)
I remember
Oh I remember
How could I ever forget
How would I ever forget
Yeah, look around look around here
Tell me what you wanna
Counting all my blessings I ain't never been no runner
I never had addictions to bitches and marijuana
Yeah, do this for the game and we gon' run up 'til the sun up
I did so much for the game it left my soul burning
Father God I pray that you don't let these streets burning
I had to keep learning
Niggas would kill for my position that I know for certain (For certain)
Apologies
You feel a certain way about my shine ah yea
Finally made it out the bottom line ah yea
Even when we didn't have a dime (Ah yea)
Apologies
Apologies (Tell me what it's all about)
Its hard to focus on your grind
'Cuz you got everything on the line
(Tell me what it's all about)
Finally made it out the bottom line
Even when we didn't have a dime
Eh, okay
Apologies
You feel a certain way about my shine ah yea
Finally made it out the bottom line ah yea
Even when we didn't have a dime ah yea
Apologies
Apologies
Its hard to focus on your grind
'Cuz you got everything on the line (On the line)
When you got everything on the line yea
Now these niggas see my songs televised yea
I made it on my own no surprises
Now they wanna turn up to my songs what a life yea
Now they started leaking all my songs that I like yea
How the fuck you do a nigga wrong in my absence
Now these niggas calling on my phone they be wilding
'Member when I didn't have a phone you was absent (Yeah, yeah)
Years go by where we at right now
Though we, might be able to relax right now
Through the night no relax right now
Ain't no fucking way that I'm gon' flatline down ah
Apologies
You feel a certain way about my shine ah yea
Finally made it out the bottom line ah yea
Even when we didn't have a dime (Ah yea)
Apologies
Apologies
Its hard to focus on your grind
'Cuz you got everything on the line
Now she's tryna see what I've been on that I like it
'Member when she tried to lead me on I was blinded
Now she see I do this on my own and she love it
I'm putting niggas on and she love it
I do this independent I was raised by my lonely
I would never sell my soul for the money
You know I got bigger dreams 'cuz I ain't doing all this shit for me
We're going number one and that's on God
'Cuz I remember
Oh I remember (nigga I remember)
How could I ever forget
How would I ever forget (Eh, nah)
I remember
Oh I remember
How could I ever forget
How would I ever forget
Yeah, look around look around here
Tell me what you wanna
Counting all my blessings I ain't never been no runner
I never had addictions to bitches and marijuana
Yeah, do this for the game and we gon' run up 'til the sun up
I did so much for the game it left my soul burning
Father God I pray that you don't let these streets burning
I had to keep learning
Niggas would kill for my position that I know for certain (For certain)
Apologies
You feel a certain way about my shine ah yea
Finally made it out the bottom line ah yea
Even when we didn't have a dime (Ah yea)
Apologies
Apologies (Tell me what it's all about)
Its hard to focus on your grind
'Cuz you got everything on the line
(Tell me what it's all about)
Finally made it out the bottom line
Even when we didn't have a dime
Eh, okay
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Writer(s): Dieubru Kikumbi
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