sorry - bbno$

First off please don’t ask me how I did it

Momma got me winning yeah I’m glad I ate my spinach

I ain’t that extra pockets always empty need a little extra

If I gave up you could find myself like rotting in a lecture

At the rate I’m going this baby is gonna be an adult next year

Yes of course I know it when I’m in my thoughts I’d never show it

But I’m working hard I’m losing sleep so yes I do enjoy it all

Y’all like me for a reason so let me tell you a little something

And I just did 7 shows, sold out the tour

And my bank grows every time the bag is secured

Whip a Range Rover speeding to the top let me steer

It’s getting near, it’s getting near its in the clear, it’s in the clear

There’s a big bad bag, by my feet, so I ran it up

Make a little cash, from my deeds, hoping it enough

Working on my craft, every week, never turnt up

Banking on my luck, hoping I’ll never get stuck

Baby only 'bout his gualla lady friend I’m sorry

Baby make your favorite rapper look like shit I’m sorry

Baby always killing shit I wonder if he’s sorry

I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I said I’m fucking sorry

Baby only 'bout his gualla lady friend I’m sorry

Baby make your favorite rapper look like shit I’m sorry

Baby always killing shit I wonder if he’s sorry

I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I said I’m fucking sorry

Ya I did it for myself, heh, nobody else ya

I went to school I got that paper

My mind is always on some paper

Dodging all these calls from every single label

I don’t taper

Double up my dose of jagger

This industry is filled fakers

Got the recipe like Martha

Baby might just be a baker

There’s a science to it ya

Making money made me quite a connoisseur man

Flip 5 make a 50 still an amateur man

Break her heart sew the bag I’m a saboteur man

Finally hit 6 digits yea I hope this was the plan

Lost some friendships on the way I hope you understand

Go back to a 9 to 5 yeah fuck that I’ll be damned

Stay away from xan ego stable on the land

Baby If you ain’t about my grind then I don’t fuck with you I’m sorry

If you don’t get why I do this shit well pussyboi I’m sorry

If I left you all behind it’s for a reason boy I’m sorry

I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m really fucking sorry

Baby only 'bout his gualla lady friend I’m sorry

Baby make your favorite rapper look like shit I’m sorry

Baby always killing shit I wonder if he’s sorry

I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I said I’m fucking sorry

Baby only 'bout his gualla lady friend I’m sorry

Baby make your favorite rapper look like shit I’m sorry

Baby always killing shit I wonder if he’s sorry

I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I said I’m fucking sorry