Sorry

I might be single til forty

Couple of months I might just take it back because all of these hoes can be boring

Say what you want and it's yours

That's an advice from my daddy

She wanna fuck me for sure

I just been wanting some balance

I do not fuck with the pills and the powder

I don't do the cinnamon challenge

I don't vacay when I need to chill

Man, I just go home to my parents

But I ain't been home in three years

'Cause of some visa shit

My daddy been growin' some greys

I feel like a piece of shit

Please don't ask me to go to your wedding, I missed my sister's bitch

And matter of fact I missed my brother's too and that shit looked lit

Flew too close to the sun but I keep going back

Man, I'm a damn fiend

Bitch, I'm a deadbeat uncle, my niece think I live in that screen

I was tryna make it back home, ma, I promise

You never gave me hard time but I'm sorry

I should've been there for my sister's daughter

I should've been home for my brother's son

I've been working, bitch, I'm no one and done

My daddy always said I'll be number one

They not touchin' me if I could be so blunt

Imma run this bitch as long as I'm around, yeah

Finally flew back to Jakarta since that first verse

Not linkin' up with friends, all I got left to meet is serpents

I went back into the house I grew up in, I feel too big

My dog used to run out the house but now I'd have to dig

I been in this bitch, my nephew looking tall as shit

Told the world this my home but I feel so the opposite

Yeah, I'm outside, lil' bitch, but I've been outside lookin' in

I ain't touch a drink in months but if my dad pour one I'll sip

I'm twenty-five got the prefrontal cortex

I was nineteen, my last project

Sharpen my pen, soundin' perfect

They like where he been y'all was upset

I mean to be real, I lost my mind

That manic episode ain't kind

I went right back, I'm in my prime

I can't go home, I don't got the time

I was tryna make it back home, ma, I promise

You never gave me hard time but I'm sorry

I should've been there for my sister's daughter

I should've been home for my brother's son

I've been working, bitch, I'm no one and done

My daddy always said I'll be number one

They not touchin' me if I could be so blunt

Imma run this, bitch, as long as I'm around, yeah

As long as I'm around, yeah

As long as I'm around

As long as I'm around, yeah

As long as I'm around

Too fucked up

Two fingers on the blunt

Two bad hoes, yeah, they like to call a bunch

I might be tough, I used to cry a bunch

I feel better now, I was on a run