Not Sorry Miss Ketly (feat. LaDee X)

They always talking bout the baby Mama's and the baby mama drama
Why they don't talk about all that we do?
For the children, for the baby daddy's, for you?
Yeah, I aint sorry. I'm not sorry

Not sorry Miss Ketly
Oooh
I am for real
Never meant to make your son cry
I won't apologize another time
Not sorry Miss Ketly
Oooh
I am for real
Never meant to make your son cry
I won't apologize another time

I'm an artist. I play strings and words on the trains
My feet clip clop to the drip drop of the New York City rain
Brooklyn raised
I came by the way of the kings enslaved
On a boat singing notes of harmony and rage
Music, Art, Dance
Thats my escape
You on a tight rope with a tight throat tryna preach about faith
For the baby mama's, single mamas, all mamas, long days
I forgive you for your son's mouth, he knows not his ways

Not sorry Miss Ketly
Oooh
I am for real
Never meant to make your son cry
I won't apologize another time
Not sorry Miss Ketly
Oooh
I am for real
Never meant to make your son cry
I won't apologize another time

Miss Ketly I do mind
When you tighten up these binds
Can't suffocate these rhymes
I'm tryna breathe, survive
These babies of mine came from above and inside
Ibeji from galaxies
Call them star seeds, not a crime
Let's plant and grow together
Call it community
Instead you threaten me with court proceeds and baby daddy drama
I don't need this, don't eat shit
Not even from my mama
You want eggs and milk?
Call the farmer

Me and Miss LaDee
We got this thang going on
You say its just a phase
We say this love is strong
These niggas here they bitter
They want me out the picture
Raising with all three legs and they mad that I'm still the winner

Look at the way you treat me
Sick of mediocrity
Your manhood so massive you worrying about how to defeat me
No unity, no mass
Working round showing your ass
Cause this chick got big energy
Man have a little class
BBQs and cookouts
Everybody invited
Your manhood so fragile, you battling
I aint fighting
My fighting days are over
I'm a mama, bulldozer
Done moved on and moved up
Tell blessings come closer
This ones for all the baby mamas, single mamas, mamas
Start giving them respect or prepare for your karma
This ones for all the baby mamas, single mamas, mamas
Start giving them respect or prepare for your karma

Not sorry Miss Ketly
Oooh
I am for real
Never meant to make your son cry
I won't apologize another time
Not sorry Miss Ketly
Oooh
I am for real
Never meant to make your son cry
I won't apologize another time

Joyah, Jr.
Yes Mommy?
You know mommy and daddy love you very much right?
Yes mommy, we love you too. Yes mommy, we love you too
Awww
Love you babies
We love you
Love you
Love you



Credits
Writer(s): Jherelle Benn
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