[Verse 1] I feel sorry for these bitches, I just fuck em and leave em I feel sorry for these fake rappers, nobody believe em I'm not sorry, I get money on my grind on these skaters I don't feel sorry for my public go get this money I made ya Well known street nigga, gang bang in my major Got a lot of shooters and they owe me so many favors I got a lot of killas from the Delowe to Dacatur I got some youngins kicking doors, ain't talking no Oakland they Raiding I'm flipping enterprise off rental cars from Avis Can't get no chips with no ritz, so I gamble like Vegas Place a bet my driver land, say a prayer that she make it I'm the dealer might fuck with ya, just depend how ya play it
[Hook] I'm sorry mama for the problems and the Headaches I give ya I'm sorry dad for the hurtful shit I said I didn't mean it I feel sorry for these niggas they can't help but be haters But I'm not sorry for these niggas broke, go get you some paper I'm not sorry for these niggas broke, go get you some paper I'm not sorry for these niggas broke, go get you some paper I'm not sorry for these niggas broke, go get you some paper I аin't sorry for these niggas broke, go get you some paper
[Verse 2] I read the news every morning gotta get me some paper I'm not a rapper I'm a trapper, and a great entertainer You gon' need a lifesaver Ill send you to your savior I'm the coach, I'm the loaner, I'm the ref and the player If he broke he a hater If she broke I don't date her Old lady on the plane, think I play for the Lakers Cuz I ball like I'm Meeks Loyalty like I'm Meech 80 thousand for the rollie, quarter mill for the peace Pink slip for my cars sorry you got a lease I be doing the most, you be doing the least I got a spot on the coast that sits right on the beach Thanks to rapping you need some weed how about you buy it from me?