Karl Dunmore

I Ain't Sorry (feat. FATOnDaBeat & T-Rell)

karl dunmore i ain't sorry (feat. fatondabeat & t-rell) şarkı sözleri

Kj Tha Great yea What up T-Rell Oouuu I then tried I then tried I then tried a thousand times I then tried I then tried F A T On the beat Dear mama i'm sorry I grew up i'm a thug I got too many problems but I bet I won't run I take it back I ain't sorry cuz these streets raised a king I been through so many struggles but I bet I won't leave Dear mama i'm sorry I grew up i'm a thug I got too many problems but I bet I won't run I take it back I ain't sorry cuz these streets raised a king I been through so many struggles but I bet I won't leave Dear momma i'm sorry I know I been in the streets Ain't how I was raised but I figured that I gotta get me When I was down I didn't really see nobody but me Hustle Hard cuz my family see somebody in me Early morning sessions now they think i'm on my breakfast shit Running through them Benjamin's I do it oh so effortless They love me but they hate me man I think they call it jealousy Fighting all my battles head on you should referee Rolling up this blizzy and we just left Mississippi I make every move count why you think we in the city Mz N A E right next to me and damn she sitting pretty Thinking back on some young shit damn I should've listened Dear mama i'm sorry I grew up i'm a thug I got too many problems but I bet I won't run I take it back I ain't sorry cuz these streets raised a king I been through so many struggles but I bet I won't leave Dear mama i'm sorry I grew up i'm a thug I got too many problems but I bet I won't run I take it back I ain't sorry cuz these streets raised a king I been through so many struggles but I bet I won't leave I raised to be a kind crown on my head I hold my head high The struggle wasn't pretty so I hustle nigga that's why I'm borderline crazy when it come to what I stand by I could shoot my shot but I got hittas on standby Homie make the wrong fucking move and take a big lost Relationships ain't never did shit but got me kicked out It's my time and I made sho that I was more than ready Just don't mistake me for nobody cuz i'm not ordinary They got the foreign ready but it's too soon for that Take any step further but ain't no moving back Unless I'm on the edge then where is my parachute Cuz when you play to win you got to be prepared to lose Dear mama i'm sorry I grew up i'm a thug I got too many problems but I bet I won't run I take it back I ain't sorry cuz these streets raised a king I been through so many struggles but I bet I won't leave Dear mama i'm sorry I grew up i'm a thug I got too many problems but I bet I won't run I take it back I ain't sorry cuz these streets raised a king I been through so many struggles but I bet I won't leave
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