Unapologetic lyrics

by

Chuck Strangers


[Intro]
I guess everybody ain't got the heart to shoot
What else?
And you shoot
Listen, son, f*ck them chains
I'll cop you new ones
When Tito tell you get something, you get that something
Two-way, deuce, siete (Hard streets, hard times)
Let's get it (Uh-uh, uh)

[Verse 1]
Got whooped up from the terminal in a Range Rover convertible (Skrrt)
Asked, "Can I smoke in the whip?," she said, "I wouldn't prefer you to" (Ayy)
Thirty-two shot clip in the mop stick with Percival (Yeah)
Now me and Wilson Chan discussin' millions of vertical (It's on)
Girlie too insecure for me, got me second-guessing (What else?)
Listenin' to Sunday Service Choir, tryna catch a blessing
Recollectin', it's a cure for me, each and every second
Of my day, long as the work fire, I ain't never stressing (Yes)
Murci' coupe in the driveway look like an Autobot (Err, err, err)
Bird of food sittin' right here laid out on the countertop (What else?)
Poured a deuce up for my n*gga Park, gone, but not forgotten (Word)
Free that n*gga Scar, he who put the R in Roxycontin (Ayy)
Pillmatic with them bars, long live 'Moxacillin (Long live the Roxy)
When we ain't have a pot to p*ss in, had a pot to whip in (School zone)
Diamonds dancin' with the stars, f*ck the opposition (Ayy)
Left the AR in the car, but we snuck and got the stick in
[Chorus]
I'm so unapologetic
Auntie owe four-eighty, 'til she pay me, I'ma hold her debit
I'm so unapologetic
Smack a custo' for comin' short, can't give no more credit (At all)
I'm so unapologetic
Never sayin' sorry when I'm wrong, and no, I won't admit it (I know I'm wrong)
I'm so unapologetic (My bad)
When the funds get low, load my gun up and I go and get it (Where we at with it?)

[Verse 2]
At times, I sit and wonder
Will a n*gga make it through the winter 'til the end of summer?
Fendi runner (Oh no), strapped like suspenders, left the engine running
n*ggas tryna put me in a blender, b*tches gettin' thundered (Haha)
In the gutter line, speed-racing, getting to the money
Everything updated, n*ggas hate it, but the b*tches love it (Ayy)
Wing, thigh, breast, gizzard, four-piece chicken nugget
n*gga want a verse, hit Aureli, tell him, "Send the budget" (Blockworks)
Fifty for a chirp of that fetty, keep sh*t on the hush (Shh)
n*ggas only knew me, Bo, and Gue, how we be really thuggin'
Me and Melly just shot out the way with some light sh*t (Melroy)
A thousand pills a day'll have your city in a vise grip
Gamblin' with my life, I just pray to God the dice hit (Stand back)
That's why I stay with Freaky Ray, my n*gga run a tight ship (Buzzo)
Estimated ETA three hours behind tint
Signed to the streets, though I never read the fine print (227)
[Chorus]
I'm so unapologetic
Auntie owe four-eighty, 'til she pay me, I'ma hold her debit
I'm so unapologetic
Smack a custo' for comin' short, can't give no more credit (At all)
I'm so unapologetic
Never sayin' sorry when I'm wrong, and no, I won't admit (I know I'm wrong)
I'm so unapologetic (My bad)
When the funds get low, load my gun up and I go and get it (Where we at with it?)
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