I’m Sorry VI Seconds

[Intro (Ryan Mitchell & VI Seconds):]
Are you sure you wanna do this?
Yeah...

[Verse 1]
If you hearing this right now then I'm probably dead
Or possibly layin' up in a hospital bed
Reflecting on shit I've caused and probably said
Not a drinker, but I could use a shot to the head
Or four to the chest, a rope to the neck
Trynna balance my personal battle, copin' with stress
Hope for the best, holdin' my breath
You souls waited for my tombstone before you showed me respect
Lord knows the way it goes, they don't love you 'til you die
Swearin' up and down that they were runnin' by your side
Could've let it slide but I'm probably not alive
And if I am then you probably won't proceed with the lies
Notice eyes full of tears and they got me so fed up
I hope to communicate from wherever I end up
The love you givin' now that I'm gone got me heated
If only I received it when breathing

[Hook]
I said I'm sorry
I didn't make it
I got surrounded by my sorrows and they shake it
I tried to roll with every punch but couldn't take it
I got to feel the realest pain and they'd replace it
I said I'm sorry
I didn't make it
I'm not a crier but these tears I couldn't fake it
I gave my heart and tasted love and then they break it
I'm sorry
I just hope I ain't mistake it, yeah