No Apologies
I can't get no more apologies than no one
Can't tell you how I'm feeling then you act like you gon' know some
Lil' nigga you don't know none
Drews got birdies, we ain't talkin
They don't know we been got em
I know they been talkin
Ain't a dead man walkin
I'm tellin' them fuck em
We spend that business bustin
Oh no don't touch em
You know they got that cut behind
We been fast talkin
Ain't nothin' else to say at all
They been fast walkin
Them niggas jumpin' off they drawers
We just act a bullet, kept the day okay
We took a, we took a face, alright
Don't worry bout what I make, I make
You niggas be pocket watchin
Oh yeah, I got a hot pocket
This blick'll burn your noggin
Whip out the sword and slice the shit
They call me Mr. Slottum
Just up your stick and pop em
Go get em, niggas bought em
You snakes don't worry bout em
Fuck-ups don't worry bout em
They want me gone but no they can't
Come through with hella choppers
Just sound like a helicopter
Just know we run up with hella glockas
Uh, yeah, mad back on spin
I bust a front on these VVS pins
I ride around town with all of these Benz
You niggas be clowns, I'm watchin' your hand
Them boys out to get me
Tell them lil' bitches I'm still in the city
Like what you gon' smoke? My niggas gon' blitz
They think you don't coke by the way that you trip
But these niggas don't know all the pain that it feels
Yeah, so I'm gon' throw her best friend with the whip
Lil' keep it gon' bluff, them boys get the trip
It's me on the road tryna get to these digits
No, I ain't gon' fake it
Them niggas who subscribe me won't look at my way
They know I was hungry, won't fix me, no play
Them niggas deceiving, they already ate it
Still gave up my play, may take you to campus, go buy you a baby
Came in from New York, we land in LA
Rockin' these shows, they all sold out days
I burn my bank shoes and bought me some Vans
Girl wanted a hero but put down the K
Heart cold, sub-zero, feel like drowning in LA
I just fall in the game, you lookin' my face
I ain't got no time, I don't feel like waiting
Said, fuck it, go get him, I ain't got no more patience
These niggas, they dying, get shit right, they sayin
You niggas be switching, we got no relations
Them mamas be crying cause they boys playing
You up, get the click and then I'm just banging
I don't want your time cause mine's being wasted
I can't get no more apologies than no one
Can't tell you how I'm feeling
Then you act like you gon' know something
Lil' nigga, you don't know nothing
You got birdies, we ain't talking
They don't know we been got them
I know they been talking
Ain't got dead men, walk up, tell them fuck em
We spend that busy bussing, mmm
Oh no, don't touch em
You know they out that clip behind
We been fast talking
Ain't nothing else to say at all
They been fast walking
Them niggas jumping off they droves
We just stack up a look at the day, okay
We took, we took your face, alright
Don't worry about what I make, I make
Can't tell you how I'm feeling then you act like you gon' know some
Lil' nigga you don't know none
Drews got birdies, we ain't talkin
They don't know we been got em
I know they been talkin
Ain't a dead man walkin
I'm tellin' them fuck em
We spend that business bustin
Oh no don't touch em
You know they got that cut behind
We been fast talkin
Ain't nothin' else to say at all
They been fast walkin
Them niggas jumpin' off they drawers
We just act a bullet, kept the day okay
We took a, we took a face, alright
Don't worry bout what I make, I make
You niggas be pocket watchin
Oh yeah, I got a hot pocket
This blick'll burn your noggin
Whip out the sword and slice the shit
They call me Mr. Slottum
Just up your stick and pop em
Go get em, niggas bought em
You snakes don't worry bout em
Fuck-ups don't worry bout em
They want me gone but no they can't
Come through with hella choppers
Just sound like a helicopter
Just know we run up with hella glockas
Uh, yeah, mad back on spin
I bust a front on these VVS pins
I ride around town with all of these Benz
You niggas be clowns, I'm watchin' your hand
Them boys out to get me
Tell them lil' bitches I'm still in the city
Like what you gon' smoke? My niggas gon' blitz
They think you don't coke by the way that you trip
But these niggas don't know all the pain that it feels
Yeah, so I'm gon' throw her best friend with the whip
Lil' keep it gon' bluff, them boys get the trip
It's me on the road tryna get to these digits
No, I ain't gon' fake it
Them niggas who subscribe me won't look at my way
They know I was hungry, won't fix me, no play
Them niggas deceiving, they already ate it
Still gave up my play, may take you to campus, go buy you a baby
Came in from New York, we land in LA
Rockin' these shows, they all sold out days
I burn my bank shoes and bought me some Vans
Girl wanted a hero but put down the K
Heart cold, sub-zero, feel like drowning in LA
I just fall in the game, you lookin' my face
I ain't got no time, I don't feel like waiting
Said, fuck it, go get him, I ain't got no more patience
These niggas, they dying, get shit right, they sayin
You niggas be switching, we got no relations
Them mamas be crying cause they boys playing
You up, get the click and then I'm just banging
I don't want your time cause mine's being wasted
I can't get no more apologies than no one
Can't tell you how I'm feeling
Then you act like you gon' know something
Lil' nigga, you don't know nothing
You got birdies, we ain't talking
They don't know we been got them
I know they been talking
Ain't got dead men, walk up, tell them fuck em
We spend that busy bussing, mmm
Oh no, don't touch em
You know they out that clip behind
We been fast talking
Ain't nothing else to say at all
They been fast walking
Them niggas jumping off they droves
We just stack up a look at the day, okay
We took, we took your face, alright
Don't worry about what I make, I make
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Writer(s): Dereon Thomas
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