I Apologize

I'm the hottest bitch in the city
Ain't no fire or flame fuckin' with me
No makeup, still pretty
Five star like Trina and Nicki

Been the shit
I ain't number two
Like all the faces on my money blue
Make bitches sick, think they got the flu
Get up off your knees for a better view

Y'all be on my dick
If I had a dick you'd make the cum come quick
Y'all switch niggas more than I switch kicks
Group of 3 hoes, you should rang St. Nick

Sonned a few bitches
No shade
People be acting
Charades

They don't be who they seem to be
I can guarantee
You would win an Oscar not just be a nominee

But really they anomalies
Weird niggas tryna be someone they'd never be
Living everyday like Halloween
Mask on when you leave the crib, hop on the scene

Now you doing shit you'd never do
You know scary niggas be the first one to shoot
And they be the main ones who don't have a clue
Do the same lame shit just cause your niggas do

Y'all need guidance
I lead the way for the blinded
Tryna pave the way for these niggas
Make a way for these niggas who misguided

I'm tryna help 'em out
Like a lifeguard, save 'em
Help 'em stay out the streets that raised 'em
Pray for life cause I know just where they came from

I put on for my city
On on
My shit homegrown in my city
Grown grown
I seen some clones in my city
So I gotta get gone from my city

So I can put on in other places
Ain't setting no limitations
Peep the hate through observation
Don't look for congratulations

And I'm all for education
This bout generational wealth
I pray for generational health
But y'all not looking that in depth

I'm different
I stand out
Even in a straight line I stand out

I heard
Gimme got shot
I ain't a needy lil bitch
Fuck a handout

And I ain't standin' with my hands out
Lookin' like the Gross Sisters, I'm too proud
Let me tell you what I'm really bout

It's about to go down
In my Off-Whites, but they blue
And them hunnids in my pockets, yeah they blue too
Seen your nigga try to holla from a distance
Connect with the baddest
Yeah that's Bluetooth

If I was you, I would be mad too
But I turned him down bitch, so you mad at who
Now I hear your saying fuck me
Well if it's fuck me
Then it's fuck you too

I don't even do this lil petty ass shit
Back to me
If a nigga can't only be for me
Then I send him back to the streets

And I'm focused back on my green
Mary Jane and Ben Franklin
Haaaa, yeah
Let me stop playing

I can't stand a flexing ass nigga
Come to me with cash in hand
And I will diss ya
Like what the fuck I look like
A gold digger
Nigga I am the gold, and bitch I glitter

That lil rack you showed
It made me snicker
My pockets and my bank account bigger
Separately, yeah
Respectfully, yeah

Lil nigga you ain't fuckin' with me
You ain't fuckin' with this
Fuck around get dissed
I'm just like candy too good to resist

I smell like candy
Make him wanna get a lick
He a dog off the leash, you should call Michael Vick
And I know that he a dog
He a nigga got a dick

And I'm talkin' in his pants
I ain't talkin' bout a stick
But it's one thing he can't get
And that's this bitch

Haha
Yeah, uh, and that's this bitch
He can cross me off of his wishlist