Cheezy Gang - Not Sorry Lyrics

Yeah
How I made it from the bottom
All the credit to my mama
Can't back in blood, but we got it back in karma
Dogs with the sticks, and dogs with the pharma
Tryna take them out the sticks, put them all up in Bahamas
Leave my feelings behind, had to get up on my grind
I can't, let them treat me like I can't get it how I want it
They wanna see me when we was burning CD's
Said it's all about the dream and I ain't mad about a dollar
But to really paint a picture
You had to see this shit in color
I can't switch up on the mission
Had to get it for my brothers, I said
End button, don't call when I'm recording
And don't call me when I'm zoning
I'm just tryna enjoy the moment, I said
It meant nothing if it came from my opponent, she said
You only miss me when you drunk
But I been missing shit too much
Falling so much out of touch
So don't kick me when I'm down
But lift me when I'm up
Either I don't think of it enough
Or I think of it too much
Spend a day up in my brain
You get the chills if we being real
I don't think of shit the same
And now for real, I get the feels
When I think of all the times
That they told us that we sucked
How that opinion holding up
But I ain't the one to hold a grudge
Cause it changed when they sobered up
Tryna dap us at the club
Tryna go and show us love
Tryna spit a verse to us
Like we could really give a f*ck
All this bullshit
I'm supposed to live above
I'm still weaving every punch
You'd have to see where we from
No food at home
I was still eating every lunch
You have to see what we become
Versace on my kicks
I put Versace on my mom
They ain't give me shit
I came this cocky on my own
I ain't sorry at all

It's just been harder to call
I ain't sorry at all
No, I ain't sorry at all
Said I know that it's a blessing
If I call you my dog
Cause I done seen a lot of them fold
And a lot of them fall
I ain't sorry at all
Higher than I get
I know the harder I fall but
I ain't sorry at all

Man, how I made it from the bottom
All the credit to my father
They claim they working hard
But I know we working harder
Ain't really like school
Cause it ain't teach me how to work
Now I'm at it seven days a week
I keep on missing church
Pray to God he let me in
I ain't been living what I'm worth
I never listen when I'm told
Ain't been kicking it with my woes
Man, I ain't no inspiration baby
Especially one to you
Cause I don't even love myself
So how the f*ck could I love you
Maybe this is what I need
To keep me off this substance
Neglecting all my problems
Hope I die before I'm old
But I'm ten toes
I ain't never falling
I don't fold, no
Been going through it though
Man, I just need a couple minutes
So I can go and take a breather
Maybe a day for myself
So I can go and f*cking mourn
Been flirting with my past
And then she stabbed me in my back
And I was hurting in my side
Like I've been walking through some thorns
Picking roses
F*ck it, I'll get my own flowers
Not sorry for this attitude
Come from taking cold showers
Not sorry for the way that I've been living
Hope they know it ain't my choice
And I'm definitely not sorry
To the neighbors for all this horse power
Not sorry to no one
That I probably offended
And I'm definitely not sorry
For the way that I've been living
Said I'm not sorry for nothing
That I've failed or even tried
My mama taught me early
It's better humble over pride
My father taught me early
Put some money to the side
And my sister taught me early
Blood way thicker than some wine
Funny how my niece
The one that teach me how to walk
I feel like she the only reason
That I turned my life around

It's just been harder to call
I ain't sorry at all
No, I ain't sorry at all
Said I know that it's a blessing
If I call you my dog
Cause I done seen a lot of them fold
And a lot of them fall but, shit
I ain't sorry at all
Higher than I get
I know the harder I fall but, shit
No I ain't sorry at all