I Don’t Apologize Kevin Gates
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[Intro]
Huh
We in the great divide
You either vibrate low
Or you choose to vibrate high
[Chorus]
Make sure you keep your head up when told you won't be nothin'
Told that a lot of times, I lost of patnas
I cried a lot of times
They said I was a problem, labeled me a problem child
I done a lot of crimes, survived a lot of times
Fast forward to modern times, I look like dollar signs
I'm drivin' foreign cars, I don't apologize
I'm fuckin' foreign broads, I done a lot of dimes
I don't apologize, I don't apologize
[Verse 1]
We made 'em focus, it's protocol
Pots and pans, I could cook all the soda off
Wherе I stand, could turn that into motorcross
Pray for every man that go to court tomorrow
Wherе should I begin, not scared of the pen'
My nuts ressemblin' bowling balls
I'm one in a million, the stories they makin' pretend
Don't none of that throw me off, I'm goin' off
Wardrobe consistin' of a lot of black lately, but I'm not depressed
Bullshit approachin' way I been respondin' back, baby, I don't address it
I get fresh, new private jet, cryptocurrency, I manifest
Talkin' 'bout an NFT, ain't got enough to pay for me
So naive of me to think that this lil' bitch'll wait for me
I done found out how to love myself and that's okay with me
Now I'm diplomatic status, baby, stay away from me
I done grew into my power, I do things you can't believe
Huh
We in the great divide
You either vibrate low
Or you choose to vibrate high
[Chorus]
Make sure you keep your head up when told you won't be nothin'
Told that a lot of times, I lost of patnas
I cried a lot of times
They said I was a problem, labeled me a problem child
I done a lot of crimes, survived a lot of times
Fast forward to modern times, I look like dollar signs
I'm drivin' foreign cars, I don't apologize
I'm fuckin' foreign broads, I done a lot of dimes
I don't apologize, I don't apologize
[Verse 1]
We made 'em focus, it's protocol
Pots and pans, I could cook all the soda off
Wherе I stand, could turn that into motorcross
Pray for every man that go to court tomorrow
Wherе should I begin, not scared of the pen'
My nuts ressemblin' bowling balls
I'm one in a million, the stories they makin' pretend
Don't none of that throw me off, I'm goin' off
Wardrobe consistin' of a lot of black lately, but I'm not depressed
Bullshit approachin' way I been respondin' back, baby, I don't address it
I get fresh, new private jet, cryptocurrency, I manifest
Talkin' 'bout an NFT, ain't got enough to pay for me
So naive of me to think that this lil' bitch'll wait for me
I done found out how to love myself and that's okay with me
Now I'm diplomatic status, baby, stay away from me
I done grew into my power, I do things you can't believe
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