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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Morgan Max Conley
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Morgan Max Conley
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Morgan Max Conley
Producer
Letra
Sorry to everyone I'm the way I Am
They say quit saying sorry
Less you're sorry ass
And you know mama never raise a fucking bitch
Hear it in my songs, and my tone, and my pitch
But I would like to apologize
For crazy shit
That I put my family through
Hoping you could relate to
This feeling that I got
Why I'm hating on cops when im slanging rocks
If this was the 90s u would bang on boom box
Love me cartoons and cereal, turn on boondocks
If my life was a boat , it had never left the dock
If my cock was a soap, would've dropped it all huh?
Member one time , homies was sipping at The View
Inviting me, to roll through
If you don't know what that is
It's irrelevant to the story
Lil bro getting baby sit
Keep in mind , he prolly 2 or 3
Me I'm fifteen, just trynna fit in
Rocking with the team
Didn't have a second thought
I just hopped in the car
U should know mom was out at club or bar
Remember this night like yesterday
Made it to Hollywood Blvd
Park the car
You know they handed me a bottle
Just the same as my lil bro drinking from the bottle
Drinking from that bottle hard
They might pull my Vato card
Drink it a little too hard
Next thing I remember, cop car
Leaned over , put my hand on the hood
He kept asking me "are you okay , is u good?"
Orange vomit left my esophagus
That's stomach bile for you ignorant kids
That meaning my stomach was empty
I'm sure that he wish it had plenty
To put me in the back of the cruiser
But nah my friends left me like I was a loser
And they also took my phone
Left me for dead
So the PO PO had to call the paramedic
Looking back it's just so pathetic
Woke in the hospital dazed and confused
Could you tell me what day is it?
Why my head achin so much?
They said son you almost died
I ain't give a fuck
That means I know how to get buck
They was my only friends
So I'm having no luck
Trynna fit in in this fucking highschool
Man I thought breaking rules would've made me so cool
But it didn't just make me look a fool
Also made me look like I really didn't care
Man I'm glad he's here
Cuz I left the door unlocked
Mom took my key
Cuz she wanna keep the door locked
Bad ass kid
Always trynna leave the crib
2 am , gotta get me a fix
Gotta get a hit
Doesn't matter what it is
Crackheads know people serving
All throughout the grid
Wasn't never nothing
Never really a mission
Do I look like I am fucking Mormon?
I'm just Morgan
Street dumb juvenile
If you stay a while
I might tell you my story
Using and abusing everything
Losing all my property
Don't own a single thing
If this was monopoly
Woulda went bankrupt
Swear im the hardest fuck
And I got me several sluts
But I got me zero bucks
Hiding in an illusion
Took all my mom's pills
Now she got confusion
Junkie always loosing
Always disrepctin
Expecting all your hate then
Family I just hate them
Written by: Morgan Max Conley