Momma I'm So Sorry

Miami Vice, all my cocaine dreamers
 Ya know
 Miami Vice, Pusha spit this shit for yall
 Here we go
 Youngin don't make my sales rise
 I shoot you out ya Chuckers
 Pusha hear the whispers of all you motherfuckers
 Papa said stay free of them suckers
 Minus the wicked jumper
 Street balla like the Rucker
 Skip To My Lou if you lookin for a couple
 Roosters in the duffle
 Keep the hood screaming Cock-a Doodle Doo fuckers
 Coke by the ton, rap niggas I'm the one
 With basic rhyme pattern, how the fuck you tryin to chatta
 ASIC ass rappers, got 'em runnin' for they life
 I philosophize about Glocks and ki's
 Niggas call me young black Socrates, West Indies
 Bitch drop to knees quick (what)
 With dreams of being a rich man's bitch
 Feel sorry for niggas, pull triggas and they shit click
 So many bullets jammed in my shit, should call me lead-fist (leftist)
 Shake the diamonds out my wrists
 Mama I'm so sorry, I'm so obnoxious
 I dont fear Tubbs & Crockett
 Mama I'm so sorry, I'm so obnoxious
 Got 2 hot rocks in my pocket
 Mama I'm so sorry, I'm so obnoxious
 Big home, palm trees, and watches
 Mama I'm so sorry, I'm so obnoxious
 My only accomplice is my conscience
 Youngin, learn from me, let's not be at odds
 Were more like than not, 2 peas of a pod
 Same hustle, cept my hustle now flows
 I once gave it away, at 30 grams a O
 That accounts for all them days in the cold
 Feels like kids and cake mix, can't wait to lick the bowl
 But it's a bigger picture, homes trust I done seen it
 From Frankfurt to Cologne, Oslo to Sweden
 From Italy's Milan to the shores of Napoli
 Now I consider Ferrari and Salvador Dali's
 I'm no longer local, my thoughts are global
 Thats why I seem distant, son expand ya vision
 Even adored by Norwegian woman, blonde hair and blue eyes
 I'm gettin back with a vengeance
 Whip it like they want me all attached to the kitten
 And they wonder in these raps if I'm kiddin... huh
 Mama I'm so sorry, I'm so obnoxious
 I dont fear Tubbs & Crockett
 Mama I'm so sorry, I'm so obnoxious
 Got 2 hot rocks in my pocket
 Mama I'm so sorry, I'm so obnoxious
 Big home, palm trees, and watches
 Mama I'm so sorry, I'm so obnoxious
 My only accomplice is my conscience
 Miami Vice
 Sorry heavenly father, once again I hate to bother
 It's P the evil creeper send some to the Grim Reaper
 Meanwhile, me and my mrs. like Soloman and Sheeba
 Sign of the times her Emilio Pucci sneakers. huh
 Ghetto literature, I'd damn near die for Bolivia
 It dont take much to get rid of ya, once I send for ya
 Better call the minister... yuugh
 I'm sorry Grandmama for mistakes I have made
 When I aired family business, how you put me in my place
 Even my baby mama, I can't look you in the face
 Cuz I can't do enough, you a symbol of God's grace
 So I place you in the flower bed, porcelain shower heads
 Throughout the house and keep the youngin's mouthes fed
 And when I'm gone, I hope it is said
 I gave structure to the youth by the example I lead huh
 Mama I'm so sorry, I'm so obnoxious
 I dont fear Tubbs & Crockett
 Mama I'm so sorry, I'm so obnoxious
 Got 2 hot rocks in my pocket
 Mama I'm so sorry, I'm so obnoxious
 Big home, palm trees, and watches
 Mama I'm so sorry, I'm so obnoxious
 My only accomplice is my conscience
 Miami Vice