Fuck Yo Apology - Khi

Yeah Oh fuck (Oh fuck), load up (Load it up) I just fucked a thot and I was sober (Uh uh uh) Just copped another toy, she like grow up (Grow up) Told her it's room to make a porno in this Rolls truck (Lot of space) Ran my money up, why the fuck your hands out All my niggas with me now, how I leave you assed out This bitch need her rent paid, son need some new J's Niggas call from jail who I ain't heard from in decades (What?) These niggas be killin' me (How?), Actin' like they helpin' me (What else?) These bitches be feelin' me (How?), runnin' 'round reppin' me (Bagg) Heard you think we fallin' off, you 'posed to have faith in me Worried 'bout these rappers like They stand a chance replacing me (Who?) Pour the Sprite, (what you call it) dirty nights (Dirty nights) 800 a seat I paid for 30 flights (To Dubai) Only get one chance, do that murder right (Do it right) Go by yourself, hit the switch, Turn off his lights (Take off the meter) Get high till my head nod (Uh), Off-White drippin' eggnog Big red Wraith, I'm Santa Claus (Skrt) Streets on lock, I'm federal I know the odds against me (I know that), Diamonds on wet you can rinse me (Squidgy) I told her go pick it up then drop it Off she like why would you risk me (Ha!) I'm fucked up, I can't take me (How?) Dude baby mama trynna rape me (Molestin' me) Draco hold big monkey nuts, you must thought that you could ape me (What was you thinkin'?) All of my niggas they heathens, shoot up your shit for no reason (Brr, Too bangin') Smokin' the kush fightin' demons, gold on me yellow beezy (On me baby) Hit em up, make him hold his chest That's the pledge of allegiance (Pledge) I had to flee out the region, fly to Miami change up the season They ain't straight (SRT) They ain't safe (Safe) Fuckin bitches left to right, I play patty cake (Baker man) Doors on that auto open handicap (Cripple crutch) Already beat the odds I made it out the trap (All odds against me)

Huh? What? (KidWond3r) What? Uh? (KidWond3r) Von, Von Bitch, fuck your nigga (fuck your nigga) Hoe, fuck his feelings (fuck his feelings) You say you stayin' (you stayin') See, hoe, you trippin' (bitch, you trippin') See, I'm a killer (I'm a killer) But I got feelings (I got what?) I catch you with him (I catch you with him) I just might kill him It feel like I'm doin' the most (the most) I like you, I'm lettin' you know (you know) They been runnin' from me, they whole life (yeah) But I ain't into chasing no hoes (nah) See, I cut this shit and just go (I'm gone) If I like you, I'm fuckin' you slow (yeah) Don't be scared 'cause I keep these guns 'round me (what?) Never know who might come through the door (boom, boom) See, it started one day by the store (by the store) I was lurkin', you know how that go (how that go) They was lackin', they know we at war Hit the corner, I'm lettin' it blow Boom, he fell, can't get up no more (uh) I'm runnin', my forehead was soaked I hear sirens, boy, they gettin' close (damn) Don't know how much far I can go Told God, "Forgive me, I'm wrong" (I'm wrong) Looked up, saw a bitch at the door She waved, said, "Boy, come on" (come on) I'm so happy, she don't even know Made it in, then I hit the floor (man, damn) Looked up, she was lockin' the door Asked me, do I still got my pole? I looked down like, "You already know" Look, my name Von, I know (uh-huh) And I'm from the O, I know (uh-huh) But I ain't do shit, I know (uh-huh) Don't worry, you good, they gone This bitch was bad for sure (damn) I gave her some racks for a coat Asked her do she live alone? She say, "Nah, he on his way home" (damn) Bitch, fuck your nigga (fuck your nigga) Hoe, fuck his feelings (fuck his feelings) You say you stayin' (you stayin') See, hoe, you trippin' (bitch, you trippin') See, I'm a killer (I'm a killer) But I got feelings (I got what?) I catch you with him (I catch you with him) I just might kill him We been talkin', now we gettin' close (gettin' close) Her nigga a lame and he broke (he broke) When we fuckin', I love how you moan You get T'd when they play my songs (yeah) My birthday, the code to her phone (yeah) "Is he gone?" "Yeah, come on" (come on) She call me when he not at home So deep that I'm touchin' her soul (Von) Now it feel like you leadin' me on (damn) Got me all in they bed, this bitch wrong I told her just leave him, she won't (she won't) I don't understand, what's wrong? (What's wrong) Bitch, stop playin' games, we grown (grown) Looked up, heard, "Baby, I'm home" (what?) Looked back, I was clutchin' my pole (yeah) She tellin' me, "No, Von, you wrong" Bitch, fuck your nigga (fuck your nigga) Hoe, fuck his feelings (fuck his feelings) You say you stayin' (you stayin') See, hoe, you trippin' (bitch, you trippin') See, I'm a killer (I'm a killer) But I got feelings (I got what?) I catch you with him (I catch you with him) I just might kill him Bitch, fuck your nigga (fuck your nigga) Hoe, fuck his feelings (fuck his feelings) You say you stayin' (you stayin') See, hoe, you trippin' (bitch, you trippin') See, I'm a killer (I'm a killer) But I got feelings (I got what?) I catch you with him (I catch you with him) I just might kill him

Got a problem with me, I could help you take it up They mad i'm grinding yeah, I can't even make it up They see i'm shining, I just see they faces stuck And if you don't see me with that nigga, it's cause he fake as fuck And don't mistake it i'm just blessed, I ain't got no luck I know they praying on my downfall, I got it tucked Diamonds icey like some hockey, I don't got no puck Her name on my phone "Vacuum" like the way she suck Had to block her phone, she bringing to much drama I see niggas beg for love, I just want some commas She can't afford Mickey D's but she want Benihana's My momma say that i'ma star I gotta fuck with condoms Won't get trapped in, bullshit won't get wrapped in Been showing real love, you the one that's acting We ain't start nothing yeah, we the ones reacting Been finished school but yet I still do subtracting Fake niggas gone fasho Fake bitches gone fasho Don't want to feel hate no mo' Told Dee go and lock the do' Going to the top fasho Know we got a lot to go Comin' from the E, I know we got a lot to show Went through all this just for you to lie in the end Switching on your dawgs for pussy, something that I can't defend All I know is keep it real, I just can't go pretend I just want generational wealth, I'm tryna apprehend Me and money bestfriends, fuck it we might get married Don't for my trust, i'm sorry to tell you that's it's been buried Every year we goin' Dumb and Dumber like we Jim Carrey Ridin' with this Mask, yeah you know it's finna get scary Woah, woah, woah Yeah, yeah, yeah Don't remember the last time tears came out my eye These feelings real, so I could really make a thug cry Ain't nothing harder then telling the ones you love bye And it hit harder later, when you don't even know why Tired of my old life, don't wanna go back to that Niggas telling old lies, don't wanna go back to facts Niggas snitching on they homies, gotta send them with the rats Always looking for what's next, I ain't never lookin' back Know they tryna set me up, I know they tryna set they traps Trust issues run deep, you know I ain't trusting that Play with me a couple years ago, know she rushing back Saying that she want it from the front and back to back Yeah Back to back Yeah Back to back Know this shit so hard You could play this shit back to back