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I'm so sorry, so
This, that Sorry 4 The Wait 2, and I'm so sorry

Sorry 4 The Wait, nigga, Glock 40 for them fake
a party everyday, nigga, that's an ordinary day, nigga
Bad bitch in mi casa, no mi su casa
My choppa go doom thahehahehahehahya

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Tunechi, bitch, on my Future shit, I'm too
I on a crucifix
I wake up crank and turn into a
Then shoot my bitch behind orange and grits
Uzi clip, I need uzi clip, I shoot to kill
These niggas shooting bricks
I'm too for real, head just a souvenir
She get it off her chest, but her boobs too big
I'm Carter 5 on a iPod
My mad as hell cause' it ain't out yet
She soon as these niggas hear your new shit
They have to give they styles back
I said "you too cray", she "you too humble"
I said "you too, bae", she "you too sweet"
Then I asked her do she go both
She say "they do say is a two way street"
I said "oooh", talk dirty, talk dirty, dirty, talk to me
Treat that girl cuisine, she gon' wanna shoot scenes
Put my dick in museum, I'm die on my feet
Never knees in the dirt, never dirt on my
I'm just serving fiends
Sell birds to the bees, I sell to the trees
Tune, I heard you sleep, I'm allergic to dreams
I don't twerk, but I tweak for that purple, pink
Yeah, you see what I'm like you heard what you see
I'm a disease, I'm allergic to me
Been a turd on these since my curtains was sheets
Chef on beats, I'm just stirring the grease
That bitch you in love with, she for me
I personally get you murdered this
that blunt between my too fingers I'm at peace, word
I when I screech, trigga smart, street smart
I'm a nerd, I'm a geek, I'm absurd, I'm
Did my time in Money, time served and released
But agent ain't free, word, that's the word on these streets
But shit is old news, that shit is so yesterweek
I'm just focused, focused on my
like "Tunechi, you good?" I'm like "Bob, yessiree"
Now don't, I mean don't, question me, let me breathe
Dog, big dog, I cock and shoot at ya fleas
Money long, tree trunk, now stand under me, these leaves
I guarantee no guarantees, but what you heard
You a parakeet
Tunechi, bitch, yo, bitch, Tunechi, bitch
I fuck her on my balcony, we watch the moon
We do unusual shit, she gonna need for this
Cause' I'mma stick it in her maximus
We at the top of the world, she like the and shit
up here everybody look the puniest
The coke got her all exuberant, she doing lines like a movie script But are true events, lord
I'll kill a nigga right now, I'll put a nigga out
Then put his body in a ice box holes in his body like socks
These niggas softer than, these niggas then nylon
So keep my out your mouth, I hope it taste like cayenne
up at the skyline
I'm thinking to my fucking self, you only live twice,
And motherfuck you if you fight
I'm from a place where the high crime rate Iran
We put yo ass on Nightline. I'm on the grass a python
niggas looking at me, these niggas looking at me sideways
That's because they on the sideline, but they try mine
like I'm sipping cyanide while my bitch sip on mai tai
But she fine, and I'm so sorry, she said "don't be sorry"
Then she "don't apologize for shit cause you the shit
And we know Tha 5 the shit, woah"