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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 them fake
Throw a party everyday, nigga, an ordinary day, nigga
Bad bitch in mi casa, no mi casa su
My choppa go dada thahehahehahehahya

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Tunechi, bitch, on my Future shit, I'm too
I sleep on a
I wake up crank and into a lunatic
Then shoot my bitch behind orange and grits
Uzi clip, I need another uzi clip, I shoot to
These pussy niggas bricks
I'm too for real, head just a souvenir
She wanna get it off her chest, but her too big
I'm Carter 5 on a iPod
My bitch mad as hell it ain't out yet
She said soon as these niggas hear your new
They going to give they styles back
I said "you too cray", she "you too humble"
I "you too, bae", she said "you too sweet"
Then I her do she go both ways
She say "they do say is a two way street"
I "oooh", talk dirty, talk dirty, dirty, talk dirty to me
Treat that girl like cuisine, she gon' wanna scenes
Put my dick in museum, I'm die on my feet
Never knees in the dirt, never dirt on my
I'm serving these fiends
Sell birds to the bees, I birds to the trees
Tune, I you don't sleep, I'm allergic to dreams
I don't twerk, but I tweak for that purple, that
Yeah, you see what I'm saying like you heard you see
I'm a disease, I'm allergic to me
Been a turd on these streets since my curtains was
on these beats, I'm just stirring the grease
That bitch you in love with, she for me
I get you murdered this week
Like that blunt between my too 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 this agent ain't free, word, that's the word on these
But shit is old news, that shit is so yesterweek
I'm focused, focused on my expertise
like "Tunechi, you good?" I'm like "Bob, yessiree"
Now don't, I don't, don't question me, let me breathe
Dog, big dog, I back and shoot at ya fleas
long, tree trunk, now stand under me, catch these leaves
I guarantee no guarantees, but repeat you heard
You a parakeet
It's Tunechi, bitch, yo, bitch, Tunechi,
I her on my balcony, we watch the moon eclipse
We do shit, she gonna need lube for this
Cause' stick it in her maximus gluteus
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 like a movie script But these are true events, lord
I'll a nigga right now, I'll put a nigga lights out
Then put his in a ice box with holes in his body like socks
These niggas than, these niggas softer then nylon
So keep my name out your mouth, I hope it like cayenne
Looking up at the
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 rate like Iran
We put yo ass on Nightline. I'm on the grass like a
These niggas looking at me, niggas looking at me sideways
That's because they on the sideline, but they never try
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 said "don't apologize for shit cause you the
And we Tha Carter 5 the shit, woah"