T.I. - Sorry (Feat. Andre 3000)

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that broke shit is obsolete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 than me I dare you to try
And according to the hand
on my Audemar
It's my time to shine so fuck y'all
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 get 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
defenseless babies abducted
Such a horrible truth
but you see it over and over
It's nothing you numb to it
and your heart grow colder
Pacify your pain with
a chain and a Rover
Fuck it justify your action
by 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 donut
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 to
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
Nigga Tip 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 I did
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
Her baby boy face full of applesauce
Maybe should have stayed
but it ain't yo fault
Too much pressure
I fell 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
Ooh you are so fucking fine
I woke up the next morning
with new purpose on my mind
Ooh who pulls your ponytail
Who knows your body well
What should I be sorry for
Who should I be sorry to
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 than me I dare you to try
And according to the hand
on my Audemar
It's my time to shine so fuck y'all
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 get 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
defenseless babies abducted
Such a horrible truth
but you see it over and over
It's nothing you numb to it
and your heart grow colder
Pacify your pain with
a chain and a Rover
Fuck it justify your action
by 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 donut
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 to
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
Nigga Tip 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 I did
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
Her baby boy face full of applesauce
Maybe should have stayed
but it ain't yo fault
Too much pressure
I fell 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
Ooh you are so fucking fine
I woke up the next morning
with new purpose on my mind
Ooh who pulls your ponytail
Who knows your body well
What should I be sorry for
Who should I be sorry to
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