No Apologies

[Chorus: Fekky] Ayy Blame it on me They're hating on me (Uh) Real niggas fuck with the clip, there's nuttin' my brothers won't do I put on a drip, hop out the Jeep, hop in the coupe Make [?] grab that wap 'Cause none of my bruddas move loose (None of my bruddas move loose) I don't know what they want from me I'm just sat here, on the grind, tryna make the P They weren't with me when I was broke, now they wanna eat Baby, I've been running up these racks, no apologies [Verse 1: Fekky] I've never been one for the chit chat (Ayy) I came from the block and I did that (Yeah) I gave my blood to the streets Yeah, I poured my blood and I never got shit back I took that box, yeah I nicked that (Took) Came out fresh like a Tic Tac Yeah, I got hit but I hit back (Baow) He was talkin' tough man, sit back (Baow, baow, baow) Give me a penny, I'll flip that (Ooh, ooh, ooh) Brandy and coke, I sip that Foreign joint with the big back These man just rap, man, I live that And I ain't proud of my choices (Ooh, ooh, ooh) But I'm sittin' right here with a big stack See the real niggas do what we're meant to See the dot, dot, boom, what a kickback Lookin' at that, but it ain't wavey though Bruddas like me switch up the flex Manna got crazy flow Nobody made me bro I will never play no victim I just make some distance Oi, watch and listen Bad decisions [Chorus: Fekky] Ayy Blame it on me They're hating on me (Uh) Real niggas fuck with the clip, there's nuttin' my brothers won't do I put on a drip, hop out the Jeep, hop in the coupe Make [?] grab that wap 'Cause none of my bruddas move loose (None of my bruddas move loose) I don't know what they want from me I'm just sat here, on the grind, tryna make the P They weren't with me when I was broke, now they wanna eat Baby, I've been running up these racks, no apologies [Verse 2: Nafe Smallz] Smoke one, I'ma get high wit' you In the penthouse, bet you're gon' like the view Diamonds whenever we slidin' through My bro, so you know he be shinin' too Came up trappin' out hired coupes In the broad day, tryna go find these yout's Now I got racks, no signing tunes Just kilo'd like I'm in [?] She know we never makin' no minor moves (Nah) Drip, I be icy too (Ice) (Ooh, ooh, ooh) Stick, it's my type of tool (Man) My bitch, and we riding through Some lil' niggas wanna be like the crew Diamonds, they hittin' like lightening (Yeah) They told me all it takes is timing Yeah, so I gotta stay under these sirens, ayy Gucci my swag, Gucci my kicks Gucci my bag, Gucci my zip Gucci my hat, Gucci my bitch Gucci my gang, yeah We fuckin' up cheques We tryna get more, don't want nuttin' less I lead these streets cah I lead my friends And the feds still tryna do a sweep on the ends (Lets go, lets go) [Chorus: Fekky] Ayy Blame it on me They're hating on me (Uh) Real niggas fuck with the clip, there's nuttin' my brothers won't do I put on a drip, hop out the Jeep, hop in the coupe Make [?] grab that wap 'Cause none of my bruddas move loose (None of my bruddas move loose) I don't know what they want from me I'm just sat here, on the grind, tryna make the P They weren't with me when I was broke, now they wanna eat Baby, I've been running up these racks, no apologies [Outro: Fekky] Lookin' at that, but it ain't wavey though Bruddas like me switch up the flex Manna got crazy flow Nobody made me bro I will never play no victim I just make some distance Oi, watch and listen Bad decisions (Ooh, ooh, ooh)