High Apologies

I need some video vixens
For these crooked ass Christians
Imma smart nigga can't be on no dummy missions
Shook from my submissions
Really real no auditions
This is not a loan but it came in quicken

I know it's still nigga
Imma keep it real with you
Niggas want you dead
Be the ones that chill with you
No sugar no spice
Naw shit ain't nice
You all getting checked out
Before we pay that price
I been tryna keep it cool
Life stay on ice
And you need to stay in school
Cause this ain't yo life
And you better think twice
Cause we going to make shit right
You all that
Till what you own get nicked at night
My girl nocturnal on the camera
She take pics at night
Food clean cup dirty if I mix that sprite
It's too bright
Looking down at it like this shit spiked
And don't be asking questions bout some bitch I liked
It's clear she missed the cut cuz she ain't my wife
Stay crisp to the cut buttered up steak knife
I just hear you tryna fuck, don't got to say that twice
But you need to buckle up I'm bouta change yo life
Giving whiplash
I need a dynasty
And not no quick cash
A mishmash
How she got to slim waist and a thick ass
And yo bitch ass
Got a nigga patience on slim fast
Get picked last
You still around nigga yo time been passed



Credits
Writer(s): Randy Jackson
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