Im Sorry

Tell my haters I’m sorry (I’m sorry) I’m sorry (I’m sorry), I’m sorry (I’m sorry) I’m sorry, I just keep gettin money (get money) Get money (get money), Get money (get money), Get money Tell my haters I’m sorry (I’m sorry) I’m sorry (I’m sorry), I’m sorry (I’m sorry) I’m sorry I just keep gettin money (get money) Get money (get money), Get money (get money) Get money, Tell my haters I’m sorry Let me tell you a bit about me take it back when I was three People wouldn’t have picked me up But shit they couldn’t do that for free And my childhood was scary Had to overcome what feared me the most So I went and bought me that demon And went and copped me that ghost I was all scared of witches so went and bought me a broom And I know you want me to go broke Baby, but that ain’t no time soon And I know how you feel cuz them feelins used to be mine I used to stand back of the that while the others skipped that line Now I got the keys bitch this GG with the muushtyne What they let me do for free I see they made you pay a fee My lifestyle Ferrari my food choice Calamari My money old as Atari I’m just saying I’m sorry I’m sorry (I’m sorry), I’m sorry (I’m sorry) I’m sorry (I’m sorry) I’m sorry I just keep gettin money (get money) Get money (get money), Get money (get money), Get money Tell my haters I’m sorry (I’m sorry) I’m sorry (I’m sorry), I’m sorry (I’m sorry) I’m sorry I just keep gettin money (get money) Get money (get money), Get money (get money) Get money, Tell my haters I’m sorry Big Latto, Yea Youngest and richest you look at the racks and the tennis and tell that I’m getting it (ice) I’m winnin wrap the C8 Pussy Pink or I might pull up Cocaine Bentley Cuban link cost me a 50 and I spent a dub on the titties My ex hit the ‘Latto and fumbled it I know that nigga feel shitty He tell me he sorry, chain cost a Rari, I’m just getting started Hated by many I ride like a hem now he in his feelins Don’t tell me you love me if you tellin lies Don’t say that you down if you ain’t tryna ride Knew they wasn’t solid now they switchin sides Left hand on the wheel right hand on my thigh Fuck around get your soul snatched You might never get your hoe back (yea, yea) White Chanel bag and the toes match These real VV’s need no flash Boss bitch worth a whole bag He pass the Glock like hold that In the trunk where the pole at 6 figures on the chain made em more mad I’m sorry (I’m sorry), I’m sorry (I’m sorry) I’m sorry (I’m sorry) I’m sorry I just keep gettin money (get money) Get money (get money), Get money (get money), Get money Tell my haters I’m sorry (I’m sorry) I’m sorry (I’m sorry), I’m sorry (I’m sorry) I’m sorry I just keep gettin money (get money) Get money (get money), Get money (get money) Get money, Tell my haters I’m sorry Sorry but not sorry nobody ain’t never said sorry to me Never apologize for being green even through that I still kept it G I got global scales, I’m booked overseas But can still get you a price on them P’s How the fuck I crank this car with no keys Whole nother tax bracket out of your league Ima keep havin this money my way New Rollie watch tell the time in the day Member them times I had nowhere to lay Now I board a net with no overlay Ok, I’m not sorry no, uh-uh Ain’t no stop and go I’m sorry (I’m sorry), I’m sorry (I’m sorry) I’m sorry (I’m sorry) I’m sorry I just keep gettin money (get money) Get money (get money), Get money (get money), Get money Tell my haters I’m sorry (I’m sorry) I’m sorry (I’m sorry), I’m sorry (I’m sorry) I’m sorry I just keep gettin money (get money) Get money (get money), Get money (get money) Get money, Tell my haters I’m sorry