[Intro]
I'm so sorry, so sorry
This, this that Sorry 4 The Wait 2, and I'm so sorry
[Hook]
Sorry 4 The Wait, n***a, Glock 40 for them fake n***as
Throw a party everyday, n***a, that's an ordinary day, n***a
Bad b**h in mi casa, know mi casa su casa
My choppa go doom dada thahehahehahehahya
[Verse 1]
Tunechi, b**h, on my future sh**, I'm too legit
I sleep on a crucifix, I wake up crank and turn into a lunatic
Then shoot my b**h behind orange juice and grits
Uzi clip, I need another uzi clip, I shoot to k**
These p**y n***as shooting bricks, I'm too for real
Your head just a souvenir
She wanna get it off her chest, but her b**bs too big
I'm bumping Carter 5 on a iPod
My b**h mad as hell cause' it ain't out yet
She said soon as these n***as hear your new sh**
They going have to give they styles back
I said "you too crazy", she said "you too humble"
I said "you too bae", she said "you too sweet"
Then I asked her do she go both ways
She say "they do say love is a two way street"
I said "oooh", talk dirty, talk dirty, dirty, talk dirty to me
Treat that girl like cuisine, she gon' wanna shoot scenes
Put my dick in museum, I'm gon' die on my feet
Never knees in the dirt, never dirt on my knees
I'm just serving these fiends
Sell birds to the bees, I sell birds to the trees
Tune, I heard you don't sleep, I'm allergic to dreams
I don't twerk, but I tweak for that purple, that pink
Yeah, you see what I'm saying like you heard what you see
I'm a verbal disease, I'm allergic to me
Been a turd on these streets since my curtains was sheets
Chef on these beats, I'm just stirring the grease
That b**h you in love with, she working for me
I personally get you murdered this week
Like that blunt between my too fingers I'm at peace, word
I smirk when I screech, trigga smart, street smart
I'm a nerd, I'm a geek, I'm absurd, I'm unique
Did my time in Cash Money, time served and released
But this agent ain't free, word, that's the word on these streets
But that sh** is old news, that sh** is so yesterweek
I'm just focused, focused on my expertise
They like "Tunechi, you good," I'm like "bob yessiree"
Now don't, I mean don't, don't question me, let me breathe
Dog, big dog, I co*k back and shoot at ya flees
Money long, tree trunk, now stand under me, catch these leaves
I guarantee no guarantees, but repeat what you heard
You a dead parakeet
It's Tunechi, b**h, yo, b**h, Tunechi, b**h
I f** her on my balcony, we watch the moon eclipse
We doing usual sh**, she gonna need lube for this
Cause' I'mma stick it in her maximus gluteus
We at the top of the world, she like the view and sh**
From up here everybody look the puniest
The coke got her all exuberant, she doing lines like a movie script But these are true events, lord
I'll k** a n***a right now, I'll put a n***a lights out
Then put his body in a ice box with holes in his body like socks
These n***as softer than, these n***as softer then nylon
So keep my name out your mouth, I hope it taste like cayenne Looking up at the skyline
I'm thinking to my f**ing self, you only live twice, slime
And motherf** you if you fight crime
I'm from a place where the high crime rate like Iran
We put yo a** on nightline, I'm on the gra** like a python
These n***as looking at me, these n***as looking at me sideways
That's because they on the sideline, but they never try mine
Spittin' like I'm sipping cyanide while my b**h sip on mai tai
But she wine fine, and I'm so sorry, she said "don't be sorry"
Then she said "don't apologize for sh** cause' you the sh**
And we know Tha Carter 5 the sh**, woah"
[Hook]