No Apologies - Fekky, Nafe Smallz

Ayy

Blame it on me

They’re hating on me (Uh)

Real niggas fuck with the clip, there’s nuttin' my brothers won’t do

I put on a drip, hop out the Jeep, hop in the coupe

Make grab that wap

'Cause none of my bruddas move loose (None of my bruddas move loose)

I don’t know what they want from me

I’m just sat here, on the grind, tryna make the P

They weren’t with me when I was broke, now they wanna eat

Baby, I’ve been running up these racks, no apologies

I’ve never been one for the chit chat (Ayy)

I came from the block and I did that (Yeah)

I gave my blood to the streets

Yeah, I poured my blood and I never got shit back

I took that box, yeah I nicked that (Took)

Came out fresh like a Tic Tac

Yeah, I got hit but I hit back (Baow)

He was talkin' tough man, sit back (Baow, baow, baow)

Give me a penny, I’ll flip that (Ooh, ooh, ooh)

Brandy and coke, I sip that

Foreign joint with the big back

These man just rap, man, I live that

And I ain’t proud of my choices (Ooh, ooh, ooh)

But I’m sittin' right here with a big stack

See the real niggas do what we’re meant to

See the dot, dot, boom, what a kickback

Lookin' at that, but it ain’t wavey though

Bruddas like me switch up the flex

Manna got crazy flow

Nobody made me bro

I will never play no victim

I just make some distance

Oi, watch and listen

Bad decisions

Ayy

Blame it on me

They’re hating on me (Uh)

Real niggas fuck with the clip, there’s nuttin' my brothers won’t do

I put on a drip, hop out the Jeep, hop in the coupe

Make grab that wap

'Cause none of my bruddas move loose (None of my bruddas move loose)

I don’t know what they want from me

I’m just sat here, on the grind, tryna make the P

They weren’t with me when I was broke, now they wanna eat

Baby, I’ve been running up these racks, no apologies

Smoke one, I’ma get high wit' you

In the penthouse, bet you’re gon' like the view

Diamonds whenever we slidin' through

My bro, so you know he be shinin' too

Came up trappin' out hired coupes

In the broad day, tryna go find these yout’s

Now I got racks, no signing tunes

Just kilo’d like I’m in

She know we never makin' no minor moves (Nah)

Drip, I be icy too (Ice) (Ooh, ooh, ooh)

Stick, it’s my type of tool (Man)

My bitch, and we riding through

Some lil' niggas wanna be like the crew

Diamonds, they hittin' like lightening (Yeah)

They told me all it takes is timing

Yeah, so I gotta stay under these sirens, ayy

Gucci my swag, Gucci my kicks

Gucci my bag, Gucci my zip

Gucci my hat, Gucci my bitch

Gucci my gang, yeah

We fuckin' up cheques

We tryna get more, don’t want nuttin' less

I lead these streets cah I lead my friends

And the feds still tryna do a sweep on the ends (Lets go, lets go)

Ayy

Blame it on me

They’re hating on me (Uh)

Real niggas fuck with the clip, there’s nuttin' my brothers won’t do

I put on a drip, hop out the Jeep, hop in the coupe

Make grab that wap

'Cause none of my bruddas move loose (None of my bruddas move loose)

I don’t know what they want from me

I’m just sat here, on the grind, tryna make the P

They weren’t with me when I was broke, now they wanna eat

Baby, I’ve been running up these racks, no apologies

Lookin' at that, but it ain’t wavey though

Bruddas like me switch up the flex

Manna got crazy flow

Nobody made me bro

I will never play no victim

I just make some distance

Oi, watch and listen

Bad decisions (Ooh, ooh, ooh)