I’m Sorry (Soulja Slim Flow)

[Intro: C-Murder]

Bri, come sit down for me, (Lil' Ken, this how we comin')

Taught me to apologize, so

So, just check this song out, you heard? (Yeah, yeah)

(Run that back, Ken)

[Chorus: C-Murder]

Now, I can't say I'm sorry (Say I'm sorry)

But I'm sorry (I'm sorry), so I let this song say it for me (Say it for me)

This is hardly what you deserve (Hardly what you deserve), but it's so hard for me (For me)

Please pardon me, but it's so easy to be arguin' (Arguin')

I know lovin' me is torturin'

I can't say I'm sorry (Say I'm sorry)

But I'm sorry, so I let this song say it for me (Say it for me)

This is hardly what you deserve, but it's so hard for me (So hard for me)

Please pardon me, but it's just easy to be arguin'

I know lovin' me is torturin' (Chеck it out)

[Verse 1: C-Murder]

Just like the song say (Just like it say)

And I mеan that shit from the crater to the grade (Crater to the grade, yeah)

I ain't mean to call ya (Call ya), bitch, I'm just fucked up in the head (I ain't mean, woah, I'm real fucked up)

I don't just be actin' like this 'cause I'm paid (Actin' like this)

I mostly act like this 'cause I'm enslaved (I'm enslaved)

Lookin' around the dorm, I get enraged (I get enraged)

Growlin', like I'm in a cage (Grr)

These words come from the page of the book of Corey Millan (Corey Millan)

First chapter, drug dealer (Okay)

Second chapter, straight-up killer (Straight-up killer)

Just say you ain't know what I really was, but you fell in love with this true thug, yeah (What I really was, with this true thug)

I feel like it's true love (True love)

Even two life sentences wasn't too much to make ya get ghost on a nigga (Two life sentences wasn't too much, damn, to make ya get ghost on a—)

JP hate the most

I know I make ya hate me sometimes, but at least you ain't in line tryna cut my throat (But at least you ain't in line, okay)

I don't need to cut four lines of dope to snort, no more

I said, "I'm Kobe on the front row, with a blunt taped to ya elbow" (On the front row, to ya, hell no)

I don't need ya takin' no penitentiary chances (Penitentiary chances)

I remember how I felt

I was so abandoned

I'm demandin'

I been mishandlin' our situation for way too long (Our situation)

Misunderstandin' 'bout how ya feel 'bout the shit that I was flamin'

[Chorus: C-Murder & YoungBoy Never Broke Again]

Now, I can't say I'm sorry (Ouu)

But I'm sorry, so I let this song say it for me (Ooh-ooh-ooh)

This is hardly what you deserve, but it's so hard for me (Ooh-ooh)

Please pardon me, but it's so easy to be arguin' (Ooh-ooh)

I know lovin' me is torturin'

I can't say I'm sorry (Ouu)

But I'm sorry, so I let this song say it for me (Ooh-ooh-ooh)

This is hardly what you deserve, but it's so hard for me (Ooh-ooh-ooh)

Please pardon me, but it's just easy to be arguin' (Ooh-ooh)

I know lovin' me is torturin' (Mmm-mmm)

[Verse 2: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]

Baby mama, I say, "I'm so sorry," I don't sleep at night

Got these niggas wantin' to kill me

Police wan' read my rights

Oh, oh, oh-oh

I know you want me to go down

You know it'll go down

I'm just tryna get a understanding 'cause I'm a man, and I don't play 'round

Had your back since the beginning, and 'til the ending, I'm gon' stay down

Real niggas and ain't go to prison, you ain't gotta hold your head down

See my daughter eyes?

See my son eyes?

See this foreign ride?

It don't mean not a thing without my family right here on my side

And I don't wanna fuck this up, I wanna see you happy, too

Tell your boyfriend I ain't tryna put him up

Inside that court, it ain't no truth, the justice system fuckin' us, but it's all good, though

I'm a real gangster, I'm from the hood, and you know I love me a hood-ho

I been goin' wrong 'bout this situation too long

I been tryna get the world and my brothers for to see the type of time I'm on

My soul done grown

It done grew into somethin' beautiful just like my children

And I ain't runnin' from no consequences

My pain, I been enduring

I been caught up in that murder like my nigga, C

I ain't weak

So, that mean I ain't beat

My grandma, I've been waitin' to see

I ain't scared, I know I gotta leave

I bleed, I'm a thug

I'm talkin' 'bout it's gon' go down 'bout anything I love

I ain't givin' no nigga access to me, I don't go to clubs

I'm a soldier, like I'm Slim

I got this flow from him

Tell my brother I got a bag for him, leave that dope inside the gym

Tell them young niggas I got some gems for 'em, you know I'm really him

I say, "I'm sorry, Lord

I done had it hard, God"

Had XO talkin' to the missionaries with me, this morning, boy

No longer, I wanna be a gunner 'cause I've been moving forward

I'm trying for ya

[Chorus: C-Murder & YoungBoy Never Broke Again]

I'm sorry (Ouu)

But I'm sorry, so I let this song say it for me (Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh)

This is hardly what you deserve, but it's so hard for me (Ooh-ooh)

Please pardon me, but it's so easy to be arguin' (Ooh-ooh)

I know lovin' me is torturin'

I can't say I'm sorry (Ouu)

But I'm sorry, so I let this song say it for me (Ooh-ooh-ooh)

This is hardly what you deserve, but it's so hard for me (Ooh-ooh)

Please pardon me, but it's just easy to be arguin' (Ooh-ooh)

I know lovin' me is torturin' (Mmm-mmm)