Sorry (Original Demo)

The big homie better hold up

Big homie better hold up

My whoadies 'bout to roll up

Young whoadies 'bout to stroll up

They comin' through the back door

The big homie better hold up

Me and my whoadies 'bout to roll up

I see them boppers in the corner

Sneaking out the back door

We really could be

Living young, wild and free

I left a note in the hallway

By the time you read it, I'll be far away (far away)

I ain't fucking with nobody

Toast to the good life

Suicide before you see my tears in my eyes

Me and my daughter, we gon' be alright

We gon' live a good life

Big homie better hold up

Me and my whoadies 'bout to roll up

I say my whoadies 'bout to stroll up

They comin' through the back door

Big homie better hold up

Me and my whoadies 'bout to stroll up

I see them boppers in the corner

Sneaking out the back door

We really could be

Living young, wild and free

Hell no, I ain't gon' call you back

Chase me 'round the world just to fall back

Ain't nobody got no time for that

Tryna keep my family right

Swear you're giving me your heart, but I don't care (don't care)

Better call Becky with the good hair (good hair)

You only want me when I'm not there

Boy, you better get in line

Sometimes I regret the day I put this ring on

Looking at my watch he should've been home

He always got them motherfucking excuses

I pray to God you reveal to me what his truth is

Hey, big homie better grow up

Ask you something then you choke up

Me and my whoadies gonna roll up

Beating down your back door

Big homie better hold up

You've been running game on the wrong one

I'm runnin' so fast for the long run

Runnin' out the back door

We truly could have been

Living young, wild and free

We truly could have been

Living young, wild and free