Dont Apologize
If you wear your heart up on your sleeve, then don't apologize
They don't understand the way you moving, and I'm not surprised
You know you cannot bring shit to the table, bitch, you not the prize
I'm staying to myself, niggas and bitches be like Pennywise
And I'ma always speak the truth, they be spreading plenty lies
And some people can't handle that, So I had to cut the ties
Gotta be yourself in any situation, and that's bottom line
And the real ones, man, they got your back feel that shit up in your spine
Cut em off because they judgmental, man you gotta see the signs
Fuck you mean we gotta wait till later, man it's never not the time
Gotta see the ones who hold you back, leave they asses right behind
Never falling out, bitch, not with mine
Miss my brother, shoutout Big Moe Slime
I'ma always show up for you, if I'm late, then I'm on nigga time
Ain't nobody perfect, if i'm with your flaws, you gotta get with mine
You got tunnel vision, and if they your friends, they gotta understand
Just tryna make it, bitch, and that's the plan
And bring you with me, that's if you my mans
Got a problem? You my real friend, don't take that shit up to the gram
I'll respect you more
When make it to the top, we gotta remember we got it from the floor
I trusted you, you stabbed me in my back that hurt me to the core
If I love you, then that's vice versa it should never feel just like a chore
You gon be with me at my first tour
You was with me, I played my first sport
Your mama know my mama, so our family's showing us support
You with me to the end and I'ma trust you in the fourth quarter
If I respect you, then I'm telling you the truth it ain't no disorder
If you wear your heart up on your sleeve, then don't apologize
They don't understand the way you moving, and I'm not surprised
You know you cannot bring shit to the table, bitch, you not the prize
I'm staying to myself, niggas and bitches be like Pennywise
And I'ma always speak the truth, they be spreading plenty lies
And some people can't handle that, So I had to cut the ties
Gotta be yourself in any situation, and that's bottom line
And the real ones, man, they got your back feel that shit up in your spine
They don't understand the way you moving, and I'm not surprised
You know you cannot bring shit to the table, bitch, you not the prize
I'm staying to myself, niggas and bitches be like Pennywise
And I'ma always speak the truth, they be spreading plenty lies
And some people can't handle that, So I had to cut the ties
Gotta be yourself in any situation, and that's bottom line
And the real ones, man, they got your back feel that shit up in your spine
Cut em off because they judgmental, man you gotta see the signs
Fuck you mean we gotta wait till later, man it's never not the time
Gotta see the ones who hold you back, leave they asses right behind
Never falling out, bitch, not with mine
Miss my brother, shoutout Big Moe Slime
I'ma always show up for you, if I'm late, then I'm on nigga time
Ain't nobody perfect, if i'm with your flaws, you gotta get with mine
You got tunnel vision, and if they your friends, they gotta understand
Just tryna make it, bitch, and that's the plan
And bring you with me, that's if you my mans
Got a problem? You my real friend, don't take that shit up to the gram
I'll respect you more
When make it to the top, we gotta remember we got it from the floor
I trusted you, you stabbed me in my back that hurt me to the core
If I love you, then that's vice versa it should never feel just like a chore
You gon be with me at my first tour
You was with me, I played my first sport
Your mama know my mama, so our family's showing us support
You with me to the end and I'ma trust you in the fourth quarter
If I respect you, then I'm telling you the truth it ain't no disorder
If you wear your heart up on your sleeve, then don't apologize
They don't understand the way you moving, and I'm not surprised
You know you cannot bring shit to the table, bitch, you not the prize
I'm staying to myself, niggas and bitches be like Pennywise
And I'ma always speak the truth, they be spreading plenty lies
And some people can't handle that, So I had to cut the ties
Gotta be yourself in any situation, and that's bottom line
And the real ones, man, they got your back feel that shit up in your spine
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Writer(s): Cee Mula
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