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

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

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Tunechi, bitch, on my Future shit, I'm too
I on a crucifix
I wake up and turn into a lunatic
Then my bitch behind orange juice and grits
Uzi clip, I need another uzi clip, I shoot to
pussy niggas shooting bricks
I'm too for real, head just a souvenir
She wanna get it off her chest, but her too big
I'm bumping 5 on a iPod
My bitch mad as hell cause' it out yet
She said soon as these hear your new shit
They have to give they styles back
I "you too cray", she said "you too humble"
I "you too, bae", she said "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, dirty, dirty, talk dirty to me
that girl like cuisine, she gon' wanna shoot scenes
Put my in museum, I'm gon' die on my feet
Never knees in the dirt, never dirt on my
I'm just these fiends
Sell to the bees, I sell birds to the trees
Tune, I heard you don't sleep, I'm to dreams
I don't twerk, but I for that purple, that pink
Yeah, you see what I'm saying like you what you see
I'm a disease, I'm allergic to me
Been a turd on these streets since my was sheets
Chef on these beats, I'm just 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 smirk when I screech, trigga smart, street
I'm a nerd, I'm a geek, I'm absurd, I'm
Did my time in Cash Money, time served and
But this agent free, word, that's the word on these streets
But that shit is old news, that is so yesterweek
I'm focused, focused on my expertise
They "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 back and at ya fleas
Money long, tree trunk, now stand me, catch these leaves
I guarantee no guarantees, but repeat what you
You a dead
It's Tunechi, bitch, yo, bitch, Tunechi,
I her on my balcony, we watch the moon eclipse
We do unusual shit, she need lube for this
Cause' I'mma stick it in her maximus
We at the top of the world, she like the view and
From up here everybody the puniest
The coke got her all exuberant, she doing lines like a movie But these are true events, lord
I'll kill a nigga right now, I'll put a lights out
put his body in a ice box with holes in his body like socks
These niggas softer than, niggas softer then nylon
So keep my out your mouth, I hope it taste like cayenne
up at the skyline
I'm to my fucking self, you only live twice, slime
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 like a python
These looking at me, these niggas looking at me sideways
That's because they on the sideline, but never try mine
Spittin' 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 said "don't apologize for shit cause you the
And we know Tha 5 the shit, woah"