Apologize

Apologize, fake-ass, snake-ass

You say you sorry when you not

Dug your grave, bitch, you gotta lie

Only thing you good at, ain't no way I'm going out like that, like that

I ain't mad at you, but I ain't forgot

I ain't mad at you

But I ain't forgot

I'ma hold your ass accountable a lot

Oh, surprise, I'm on top

Why would you ever deny or go plot against me?

Apologizing

You wanna say you sorry when you not

Wanna be friends and do business, man, how could we?

Talk about me 'cause you lost the privilege of talking to me

On God

Dug your own grave, now do what you best at, ****, lie

Give me the space, give me the time

Get you away, outta my mind

I don't want you in my life no more

I got a line that I've drawn, and you act like it isn't one

One of the worst things you could do is waste time

What? Only thing worse is wasting mine, what?

Feeling like OG Lil' Jon, what?

Fuck a little percentage, I would've gave your ass the world

Tryna fuck my girl

Tryna disrespect me, bitch, respect the first thing you gon' give me for sure

I ain't mad at you

Look at you, you was supposed to be big bro

But somehow, you didn't grow

I even tried to lay the play down for the pick and roll

But you couldn't play the roles

Even paid your lawyer fees and you tried to get me for more

Even all the money in the world couldn't fix how you broke

**** claim they solid, when they solid as a house of cards

Meaning the more I stack, the more that it's just bound to fall

They wanna take me off of my level and drag it down to yours

And prove they wasn't down at all

So don't apologize, fake-ass, snake-ass

You say you sorry when you not

Dug your grave, bitch, you gotta lie

Only thing you good at, ain't no way I'm going out like that, like that

I ain't mad at you, but I ain't forgot

I ain't mad at you

But I ain't forgot, no

I'ma hold your ass accountable a lot

Oh, surprise, I'm on top

Now I'm on top

Ooh, yeah

Oh, I've already forgiven you

For all the things you put me through (Forgiven)

So long for now

Are you sorry?

Or are you embarrassed by the way that you treated me?

Is your apology serving?

Accountability starts with self observation

And I can't help you with that

That's a God thing

Said that He'd do it

Go on and hit Him up for that

Won't He do it?

I've already forgiven you

For all the things you put me through

So, goodbye for now