Sorry
by T.I.

Album: Trouble Man (2012)
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  • My cup runneth over with pinot grigio, hold up
    You bogus in the lambo if you ain't lifting the door up
    You bogus poppin' pills if you ain't pickin the ho up
    You bogus running out on your kids my nigga grow up
    For God's sake, like a wedding, cutting large cake
    For large stakes let the hammer bang broad day
    Ay, nevermind what the blogs say
    This what my mind and my heart say

    My philosophy profit off of my properties
    Get it, flip it, we got to be rich, that broke shit is obsolete
    Possibly off of my rocker, watch how you watching me
    Sophisticated, psychotic, fly as a pilot
    Officially silent, all you wish you could get I got it
    Unlimited titanium nigga, what's in yo wallet?
    Out of gladiator college, I made it summa cum laude
    While you clowns couldn't have got a cap and gown if you bought it
    I parlay with Saudis, buying crude oil and diamonds
    Hustle January, July, fly to Dubai
    A broke nigga telling me 'bout how I'm dividing the pies
    Like a blind nigga telling me it's an eye for an eye
    Bullheaded and stubborn I be that way until I die
    But find a nigga with more hustle then me I dare you to try
    And according to the hand on my Audemar
    It's my time to shine so fuck ya'll

    What should I be sorry for
    Who should I be sorry to
    What should I be sorry for
    Who should I be sorry to
    The fact is you can't please everybody
    You can't please everybody
    What should I be sorry for
    Who should I be sorry to

    I grew up in the gutter, life a motherfucker
    I guess that why I don't trust a motherfucker
    Seen a nigga snitch on they mom, shoot at they brother
    Go to prison in love with a bitch and a nigga fuck her
    I seen real G's destroyed by real suckers
    Innocent ladies raped and defenceless babies abducted
    Such a horrible truth, but you see it over and over
    It's nothing, get numb to it and your heart grow colder
    Pacify your pain with a chain and a Rover
    Fuck it, justify your action with stacking your dough up
    You show up with a brick of cocaine and baking soda
    Just enough for me to blow up, nigga hold up
    Switch the flow up, 'cause these niggas be snitchin' so much
    I promise all they missing's the badge, coffee, and donuts
    Go to jail so what, never see my integrity perish
    That ain't the Harris' way, study my pedigree
    Promise I'm one of the only ones who keep it 100
    Probably why I think they all out to get me, you can't convince me
    Large money and fame will plant seeds of envy
    To make my partners resent me enough to come and get me
    Catch me slippin' and hit me, just like they did 50
    'Cause I'm in the position that he think he should be given
    Listen, dawg, the fact of the matter is
    I'm on a narrow path and we all can't travel

    What should I be sorry for
    Who should I be sorry to
    What should I be sorry for
    Who should I be sorry to
    The fact is you can't please everybody
    You can't please everybody
    What should I be sorry for
    Who should I be sorry toy

    What it ain't, What it is?
    Even if you gotta live
    I learned that apartment is way more exciting than a big ass house on a hill
    I used to be a way better writer and a rapper
    When I used to want a black Karmann Ghia
    Now a nigga speeding in a Porsche
    Feeling like I'm going off a course
    Cut these fuck niggas off
    Negative in my life, scream that till I'm hoarse
    Duck these get the fuck off me projectiles, bitch you ain't really got a choice
    I'm living my life live yours
    I don't even like rapping fast, but that's how the word come to me
    Talk to me sideways nigga that's your ass
    Slow it down, this that shit that'll make you call your momma
    Say hey I'm sorry for begging for all them clothes you couldn't afford
    And this the type of shit that'll make you call your rap partner
    And say I'm sorry I'm awkward, my fault for fuckin' up the tours
    I hated all the attention so I ran from it
    Fuck it if we did, but I hope we ain't lose no fans from it
    I'm a grown-ass kid, you know ain't never cared about no damn money
    Why do we try so hard to be stars, just to dodge comments
    And this that shit that'll make you call your baby mama
    When you gone on half a pill, don't know why but that's how it is
    Then you take a flight back to the crib, y'all make love like college kids
    And you say all the shit you gon' do better, we can try this shit again
    'Round the time the dope wear off, you feel stupid, she feel lost
    That's that dope, I mean, I mean dopamine you think Cupid done worn off
    Waiting in the hallway with her arms crossed
    Baby boy face full of applesauce
    Maybe should have stayed but it ain't yo fault
    Too much pressure, I peel off, I'm sorry
    Was young and had to choose between you
    And what the rest of the world might offer me, shit what would you do
    Well I'd probably do it differently if second the chance
    Only if some cool ass older man would've let me know in advance
    This, this quarry, that is dug so deep in a father's chest
    When he feel that he's broken up his nest
    And he figured shit he was just doing the best that he could
    Which end up being the worst that he could
    And all some pussy nigga on the internet can say is that verse ain't good
    It's boring, boring?
    Really?

    When I'm disgusted with this world and I can hardly breathe and
    Told so many lies, don't know what to believe
    I discussed it with this girl, and this is what she said
    She said lay down baby, baby, rest your weary head up
    I love these distractions but my mind don't wanna rest
    But my body disagree so I laid up on her breasts, yes
    Ooooh, you are so fucking fine
    I woke up the next morning with new purpose on my mind

    Ooooh, who knows your ponytail
    Who knows your body well Writer/s: ALDRIC JOHNS, ANDRE BENJAMIN, CLIFFORD HARRIS, DAREL HAYNES, PHALON ALEXANDER, STACY BARTHE
    Publisher: MISSING LINK MUSIC, Songtrust Ave, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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