Sorry

I talked to bro the other day, he said he's doing okay
I left the hood to fly to Florida, now I'm in my A
And I keep 30 in my gun like, dude, I'll go to stay
I wish this got caught off shell just like that 38

So I wake up and I ask God for a perfect day
Cause I know people woke up, knocked the crib and died the same day
I know somebody that tryna shoot back, but his gun was on safe
I can't let them draw him back, if they try to come and race me

Cause they growin' one of a kind, you cannot replace me
All these drugs in my body, I pray on OD
I put that S.I.T. in drive, tell police to chase me
Had to throw away my phone, cause they try to trace me

Face shots get up real close, shit get ugly
Get in the door and let bro know me, we rockin' Mary
And we leavin' them boys on the ground, cause we want all beef
Ayy, and I'm kinda slow, you might gotta reinstall me

She like, why you got my number if you never call me
You just like the other lames, you just wanna ball me
Had a dream and it made that missing, cause I seen them all ring
Same people watch the star, they gon' hate to see us eat

In these streets, it's you and me, so you better catch up speed
Silence on that chopper, you can't hit shit like a fallen leaf
It's a switch on that Glosso in this shoe, yeah, it's gon' repeat
She suck a dick, she need a band-aid, cause she just fucked up her knees

I told her the other day, he said he doin' okay
I left the hood to fly to Florida, now I'm M.I.A
And I keep 30 in my gun, like, dude, I'll go and stay
I wish this Glock caught all shells, just like that .38

So I wake up and I ask God for a perfect day
Cause I know people woke up, left the crib and died the same day
I know somebody died tryna shoot back, but his gun was on safe
I can't let him draw him back, if they try to come and race me

Yeah



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Writer(s): Dana Smith
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