I’m Sorry Songtext
von Waka Flocka Flame

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I feel sorry for these bitches, I just fuck em and leave em
I feel sorry for these fake rappers, nobody believe em
I′m not sorry, I get money on my grind on these skaters
I don't feel sorry for my public go get this money I made ya
Well known street nigga, gang bang in my major
Got a lot of shooters and they owe me so many favors
I got a lot of killas from the Delowe to Dacatur
I got some youngins kicking doors, ain′t talking no Oakland they Raiding
I'm flipping enterprise off rental cars from Avis
Can't get no chips with no ritz, so I gamble like Vegas
Place a bet my driver land, say a prayer that she make it
I′m the dealer might fuck with ya, just depend how ya play it


I′m sorry mama for the problems and the Headaches I give ya
I'm sorry dad for the hurtful shit I said I didn′t mean it
I feel sorry for these niggas they can't help but be haters
I′m not sorry for these niggas broke, go get you some paper I read the news every morning gotta get me some paper
I'm not a rapper I′m a trapper, and a great entertainer
You gon' need a lifesaver Ill send you to your savior
I'm the coach, I′m the loaner, I′m the ref and the player
If he broke he a hater
If she broke I don't date her
Old lady on the plane, think I play for the Lakers
Cuz I ball like I′m Meeks
Loyalty like I'm Meech
80 thousand for the rollie, quarter mill for the peace
Pink slip for my cars sorry you got a lease
I be doing the most, you be doing the least
I got a spot on the coast that sits right on the beach