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Unapologetic
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Nah I ain't sorry I'm a little direct I come off selfish when I'm chasin' a check So don't be mad at me Don't go project I'm doin' what's best for me I'm comin' correct Fuck with the tough love Ain't talkin' no fetish Hella direct so that you gettin' the message Stay back and forth just like we playin' some tennis I know you hate it when I point out a blemish I'm unapologetic Whatever I said I meant it I'm inclined to doing me That's stayin' real and uppin' credit Please don't act pathetic Cut a goofy like a edit Smokin' all this lettuce Gotta go back to my medic Times they gettin' harder so I'm lookin' up to heaven Thank whoever heading shit for all my given blessings Always askin' questions but I never learn my lesson Focus on progression, that's the M.O. don't forget it Stay up on my one percent daily, be better Know that it's a lot of distractions but can't let up Shit that's on the news feed it got me so fed up I just ain't content with a life of livin' the lesser Like I know what's good to ya It ain't always good for ya But to each his own Like who am I to be judging ya Nothin' but lovin' as I'm ducking my judgment I got it coming Too much time to be rushin' it Tracking my losses like I'm on the alert Quadruple the profit when I double the work Fuck I look like a novice I'ma have to assert That's til I'm in my coffin six feet under the dirt Oh Sip slow, stay in the know Ya better get ya money up This shit's about to blow mane You better quit that funny stuff Roll another quo right before I go get gussied up Boutta take control Guess that that's what money does, ay Don't be lil boy so timid, yeah Life under a limit all lidded, yeah Ain't no damn reason to be livid, yeah Step outside all this shit is vivid, yeah Got my nice tee all fitted, yeah Goofy muh-fuhs omitted, yeah Freshest brown boy in the building, yeah Like I'm just gettin' started Hope that someone's filming I just see brightness when I be lookin' with some foresight My family know it so I know I couldn't be more right Same song on repeat while I'm mixing for more like four nights Tryin to make it so I can start bookin' some more flights, yeah I know where I'm heading Mhm My mind is my weapon Aw nah Can't be getting big headed Don't give a damn who I offended I'm unapologetic Whatever I said I meant it I'm inclined to doin me That's stayin' real and uppin' credit Please don't act pathetic Cut a goofy like a edit Smokin' all this lettuce Gotta go back to my medic Times they gettin' harder so I'm lookin' up to heaven Thank whoever heading shit for all my given blessings Always askin' questions but I never learn my lesson Focus on progression, that's the M.O. don't forget it Way too attached to myself and the bag No one want smack with me I never lack Check out my track like my record is stacked Ain't bring my strap but just know I can scrap Pick up the slack cuz they pushing some whack Pick up the pack like I'm Rodgers, no sack I got the pass if you gimme the snap The easiest trap but the trap is a trap Why all of these jacks gotta yip jus to yap Think he need slap and a kick for all that Yeah he do Keepin' it in tact, so I zig when they zag Hardly interact, some people don't know how to act Keepin' it a hunna so I take another drag Look what I attract when I'm avoiding all the cap Sticking to the facts, as I move across the map This a motherfuckin' pact with myself That's on slat I'm unapologetic Whatever I said I meant it I'm inclined to doin me That's stayin' real and uppin' credit Please don't act pathetic Cut a goofy like a edit Smokin' all this lettuce Gotta go back to my medic Times they gettin' harder so I'm lookin' up to heaven Thank whoever heading shit for all my given blessings Always askin' questions but I never learn my lesson Focus on progression, that's the M.O. don't forget it I'm unapologetic Whatever I said I meant it I'm inclined to doin me That's stayin' real and uppin' credit Please don't act pathetic Cut a goofy like a edit Smokin' all this lettuce Shit I'm done I think they get it
Writer(s): Joshua Hickey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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