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Accepting Apologies
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Accepting Apologies was released on October 2, 2026 by 17LostEmotionZ as a part of the album Off Da Top Vol.1
October 2, 2026
Label17LostEmotionZ
LanguageEnglish
BPM89
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

(Stop it, Tilla)
I accepted apologies they never gave me
It's a matter of time, I know they was never with me
Feel like they love you just to hurt you, I can't take that with me
Heard these **** want my head, fuck, I'll take 'em with me
Better stay real or stay far from me
I don't follow laws, probably the reason why the law on me
Shinin' through the night, my dog told me, "You a star, homie"
And if they spin, we on that next route, tryna follow back
I know a **** took the next route, he sittin' with some racks
See, bro-bro wanted to play ball, but now he makin' fashion
Fuck around, put him on a T-shirt, they hand it to his granny
The streets so deep, I'm thinkin', "Could I trust my family?"
They could of loved me but they just never loved me
You ain't fucked with me the same way I fucked with you
I'm in the party, they say, "Why you bring so much guns with you?"
(You a thug, we can't cry too long when them thugs get you)
Yeah, you know I knew my wrong, but I still fuck around, play the corner
They ain't really see when I was hurt, I told myself, "Just keep it goin'"
Southside, my block be havin' motion
Spin around, I'm walkin' with my dog, no diss
(**** get shot when we slide, they know this)
Yeah, sneaky with that chopper, I snuck bitches in my mom house
Why you play me like a joke? Fuck around, leave you like it's funny
He ain't with it, told him, "Leave the block 'fore it get ugly"
I'm off the Perkies, fightin' emotions, hate it or love it
I'm a blockstar, baby, don't you treat me like no other
What do I get for keepin' it true?
You know that winners lose too
Eyes open, it's hard to tell who's who
On a flight thinkin', "They ain't tell me they love my life" when I ain't love my life
Even though I'm havin' it, I still think about them nights
Missin' my bloodas, I talk bout 'em like in every song
Heard these **** want my head, fuck, I'll take 'em with me
Better stay real or stay far from me
I don't follow laws, probably the reason why the law on me
Shinin' through the night, my dog told me, "You a star, homie"
And if they spin, we on that next route, tryna follow back
I know a **** took the next route, he sittin' with some racks
See, bro-bro wanted to play ball, but now he makin' fashion
Fuck around, put him on a T-shirt, they hand it to his granny
The streets so deep, I'm thinkin', "Could I trust my family?"
Streets what I ran to 'cause I ain't had nothin' else to do
You know I'd probably front a pack, but I ain't never front my move
Rollin' 'round wit' bloodas for the day and that be gangster school
**** crossin' **** they grew up wit', makes matters worse
Put a milly on the table, I don't think that they'd be down to earth
And if there's money on the boy, would you think that bitch be down for you?
Change the way I move, I don't think 'bout changin' what I do
And when you need me there, I told you right away
I ain't sit down, do nothin', I'm wit' takers, make boss moves
**** say, "Fuck you" and run to you
I do it all like I ain't got nothin' to lose
I do it all and I ain't got nothin' to prove
They cross me once, I know they'd cross me again
I be smokin' opps in places you never been
(And I walk on opp blocks, places you never been)
Don't care if we in designer, still'a bend
Rockstar, I put on Chanel, Chanel top me, say you a top opp
Free my dog, he said no one got him, I said, "You got trust"
Hope you never listen to them stories, them **** not us
I love you wit' my life, you said a lot
We locked in before I was a Rasta
Written by: Tafari Minott
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