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Sorry (Say) Video (MV)




Performed By: Slicknastyslick
Language: English
Length: 3:56
Written by: Javonny Exume




Slicknastyslick - Sorry (Say) Lyrics
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My apologies
From North Miami, my zeb from Cali
Grim reaper dead bread money Billy Mandy
F*cked up shit gleece now I'm fresher than Mannie
Handy dandy tool on me though, you understand me?
My apologies, don't make me say sorry, please
Keep it G I don't like sayin' things I don't mean
Keep it G it's no sleep 'cause I'm chasing dreams
Bumpin' UGK with Dap in the Honda jeep
Bumpin' Chxpo with Purrp leaving PT's
Gas station please need some chips and Grabba Leaf
Gas station on deck come and shop with me
Stashbox hot ridin' clean 'cause 9 green
I'on f*ck with 9 and I'on eat ham neither
No eggs and ham, all my zeb and scams green
C V shit sweet, start up the trap
C Ps hit 3 it's grams to them bands
All grams no scams servin' out the back door
I ain't sorry 'bout the tax, you want more you pay more
Five albums all for free and everything I said gold
They don't respect a G but that's really how it go
Shit crazy the TL the new TV
And streams the new MP3s and CDs
Niggas dying to live in a war we can't see
Niggas dying for money we know we can't keep
I'm on a higher plane and I ain't talking 'bout this weed
Smoking cancer 'cause it's metal in the air we breathe
Poison picking metal all in the water we drink
All this damage to some bodies that we can't keep
All this damage to my temple, what's the reason?
They don't really want us living, what's the reason?
Trying to really kill our mind and third eye vision
And have the media paint 'em a picture as the victim
Poison picking got angels and demons on my shoulders
Poison picking I listen to both of 'em
If you spend attention shit more simple than it seems
I heard the voice of God and realized it was me
My apologies, don't make say sorry, please
Keep it G I don't saying things I don't mean
I'm off'a that Courvoisier so please pardon me
And I don't want your love so you could keep it, I don't need it
Between life is beautiful and ain't shit sweet
They ain't gon' feel you 'til you pull up clean Lamborghini
Shit crazy 'cause it could all change in about a week
I mean what I say, so understand what I mean
My apologies, don't make me say sorry, please
Keep it G I don't like saying things I don't mean
I'm rappin' and I'm trappin' 16 16s
I'm trappin' and I'm rappin' 16 16s
I stopped explaining shit and people been more understanding
Smoking heavy having conversations with my Henny
Trade a lil' bit of pain, couple life lessons
Figured out a way to turn my lessons to them blessings
Shit crazy the TL the new TV
And streams the new MP3s and CDs
Niggas dying to live in a war we can't see
Niggas dying for money we know we can't keep
I'm on a higher plane and I ain't talking 'bout this weed
Smoking cancer 'cause it's metal in the air we breathe
Poison picking metal all in the water we drink
All this damage to some bodies that we can't keep
All this damage to my temple, what's the reason?
They don't really want us living, what's the reason?
Trying to really kill our mind and third eye vision
And have the media paint 'em a picture as the victim
Poison picking got angels and demons on my shoulders
Poison picking I listen to both of 'em
If you spend attention shit more simple than it seems
I heard the voice of God and realized it was me
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My apologies
From North Miami, my zeb from Cali
Grim reaper dead bread money Billy Mandy
F*cked up shit gleece now I'm fresher than Mannie
Handy dandy tool on me though, you understand me?
My apologies, don't make me say sorry, please
Keep it G I don't like sayin' things I don't mean
Keep it G it's no sleep 'cause I'm chasing dreams
Bumpin' UGK with Dap in the Honda jeep
Bumpin' Chxpo with Purrp leaving PT's
Gas station please need some chips and Grabba Leaf
Gas station on deck come and shop with me
Stashbox hot ridin' clean 'cause 9 green
I'on f*ck with 9 and I'on eat ham neither
No eggs and ham, all my zeb and scams green
C V shit sweet, start up the trap
C Ps hit 3 it's grams to them bands
All grams no scams servin' out the back door
I ain't sorry 'bout the tax, you want more you pay more
Five albums all for free and everything I said gold
They don't respect a G but that's really how it go
Shit crazy the TL the new TV
And streams the new MP3s and CDs
Niggas dying to live in a war we can't see
Niggas dying for money we know we can't keep
I'm on a higher plane and I ain't talking 'bout this weed
Smoking cancer 'cause it's metal in the air we breathe
Poison picking metal all in the water we drink
All this damage to some bodies that we can't keep
All this damage to my temple, what's the reason?
They don't really want us living, what's the reason?
Trying to really kill our mind and third eye vision
And have the media paint 'em a picture as the victim
Poison picking got angels and demons on my shoulders
Poison picking I listen to both of 'em
If you spend attention shit more simple than it seems
I heard the voice of God and realized it was me
My apologies, don't make say sorry, please
Keep it G I don't saying things I don't mean
I'm off'a that Courvoisier so please pardon me
And I don't want your love so you could keep it, I don't need it
Between life is beautiful and ain't shit sweet
They ain't gon' feel you 'til you pull up clean Lamborghini
Shit crazy 'cause it could all change in about a week
I mean what I say, so understand what I mean
My apologies, don't make me say sorry, please
Keep it G I don't like saying things I don't mean
I'm rappin' and I'm trappin' 16 16s
I'm trappin' and I'm rappin' 16 16s
I stopped explaining shit and people been more understanding
Smoking heavy having conversations with my Henny
Trade a lil' bit of pain, couple life lessons
Figured out a way to turn my lessons to them blessings
Shit crazy the TL the new TV
And streams the new MP3s and CDs
Niggas dying to live in a war we can't see
Niggas dying for money we know we can't keep
I'm on a higher plane and I ain't talking 'bout this weed
Smoking cancer 'cause it's metal in the air we breathe
Poison picking metal all in the water we drink
All this damage to some bodies that we can't keep
All this damage to my temple, what's the reason?
They don't really want us living, what's the reason?
Trying to really kill our mind and third eye vision
And have the media paint 'em a picture as the victim
Poison picking got angels and demons on my shoulders
Poison picking I listen to both of 'em
If you spend attention shit more simple than it seems
I heard the voice of God and realized it was me
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Writer: Javonny Exume
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