Lil Slip - I'M SORRY Lyrics

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She can rock whatever, buy it all, bae
I'll put you in style
Let your friends know, who the one that's driving you wild
I had to let you know, you the only one that's getting played now
Got a couple hoes, it's too late, they ain't safe now
And my brotha shoot that shit up
We gon' send his ass to Hell, dawg
Heard he snitching on them guys
We shooting hella shells, dawg
Deadass, what happened to us?
Now, you don't blow up my phone and you losing my trust
I'm sorry, I'm sorry
No, I'm sorry that I led you on again
And I'm sorry that I told you we just friends
And if we never speak again, I'm sorry
I woke up with yo bitch tryna jerk me
I know that's my ex and I know that's yo bitch
But I'm sick of the sick thoughts hurting
I guess that's not yo bitch
She been saying things with you ain't working
That's not yo bitch, it's just yo turn Damn, you ain't deserve it
Don't worry, I been there, too
But at least that I still got the blues (woah)
Spend the blue dollas on sum brand new shoes
More hoes in Convertible Coupes (woah)
Shooting at the stars, still thinkin' bout you
She ain't know that I got feelings, too (woah)
Cause I'm heartless, Vampire too
Suck ya blood, had to get back at you (woah)
Suck my soul, I'ma pay for your boots
F*cking on your bitch, I'm sorry (sorry)
She said she love when I hit (hit it)
Kill the beat and tie it up and throw it in the river in it
I can't even sign no deal, bitch, I am so independent
I don't know how she'll live without me
All that money depending on me
And my brotha shoot that shit up
We gon send his ass to Hell, dawg
Heard he snitching on them guys
We shooting hella shells, dawg
Deadass, what happened to us?
Now, you don't blow up my phone and you losing my trust
I'm sorry, I'm sorry
No, I'm sorry that I led you on again
And I'm sorry that I told you we just friends
And if we never speak again, I'm sorry (yeah)
I get high to pass the time cause you ain't working no more (more)
Now, I'm blowing up ya phone cause you worth it, assure (sure)
You ain't change, it's different seasons, trying to hurt me again (yeah)
And when I finally block yo ass, you go and tell all yo friends (friends)
Saying I made you cry, now they all texting me
Talking shit on whoever, I kill my sorrow on these beats
Got a lot on my mind but I'm gon' tell it to the streets
Send that bitch to the mountains, see that hoe for a week
Now she got me freaking out just like my shit gettin' leaked (let's go, let's go)
I bust the watch then bust yo face, boy, quit talking to me (let's go, let's go)
Call me Teezo how I nail this shit, you boys listening
Heard me everywhere and still hatin', that shit is weak, ah (aye)
And my brotha shoot that shit up
We gon send his ass to Hell, dawg (boom, boom)
Heard he snitching on them guys
We shooting hella shells, dawg
Deadass, what happened to us?
Now, you don't blow up my phone and you losing my trust
I'm sorry, I'm sorry
No, I'm sorry that I led you on again
And I'm sorry that I told you we just friends
And if we never speak again, I'm sorry

Cause I don't like to see you move on that quick (on that quick)
That's the type of fake love that makes me wanna hide a bitch
(Hide a bitch)
(Hide a bitch)