[Intro]
Yeah…
I ain’t really mean to hurt you
Sorry it’s gotta be this way
I ain’t even try’n desert you
Stop try’na be this way
I ain’t really mean to hurt you
Ain’t really mean to hurt you…
[Chorus]
I ain’t really mean to hurt you
Sorry it’s gotta be that way
I ain’t mean to desert you
Sorry that it look that way
Ain’t really tryna hurt you
Ain’t really mean to hurt you
I ain’t really try’n hurt you
Sorry it gotta be that way
I ain’t really tryin’
I ain’t really tryin’
[Verse 1]
I was in the U.K. thinkin’ – shit don’t feel the same
Addy got me daydreamin’, hope I ain’t goin’ insane
Hard to say you care about me
When this mink draggin’ to the floor
Tryna find a P.Y.T., I already got some at home
I breathe the air she breathe
It’s hard to breathe on my own
It’s somethin’ ’bout infidelity
Make me check every single stone
Y’all done drank my blood like a Hebrew
‘Cause I’ve been gettin’ fly since a diesel
Made her switch sides in Ibizoo
I can get you off there in Belgium
Diamonds shinin’ off very seldom
Grab a couple chicks, then mail them
Take it to the hood, then sell them
Fam come first, never fail them
Rebellious, always respect my elders
That’s why I might treat you like I’m careless
Sold crack to a pregnant lady
Forgive me for the crack baby
If I open up my eyes, it turn black for real
Pack was too small, I ain’t have it vacuum-sealed
Word to Uncle Charles, nigga, I got the set for real
Money, broads, lawyers cost a half a mil’
Fame change family, that’s the way it is
Fame change a ho, that’s the way I give
Paid for my mistakes like a drug deal
Paid for my mistakes like a drug deal
[Chorus]
I ain’t really mean to hurt you
Sorry it’s gotta be this way
I ain’t even try’n desert you
Stop try’na be this way
I ain’t really mean to hurt you
I ain’t really mean to hurt you
I ain’t really tryin’
[Verse 2]
It can get scary when you legendary
Caramel complexion, that’s a Halle Berry
Cash rules everything around music
The game doped up, every nigga usin’
Grab the fuckin’ carpet, hit ’em with the two
I’m not tryna argue, I got issues
You see what I been put up against, baby?
You see why I been tryna make the rent, baby?
Tryna keep you closer than lint, baby
Diamond Rolls, ’bout to get Lynch, baby
It’s hard to caress you
All your bad energy, it’s hard to bless you
Commercial flights gettin’ too hectic
V12 motor’s my confession
Tryin’ to identify, you look sketchy
All my real niggas, hard to accept it
[Chorus]
I ain’t really mean to hurt you
Sorry it’s gotta be this way
I ain’t even try’n desert you
Stop try’na be this way
I ain’t really mean to hurt you
I ain’t really mean to hurt you
I ain’t really tryin’
[Verse 3]
Hot tender “Roni” – Bobby Brown, ooh
Chop this up for me, I got somethin’ to prove
Work every day like I got somethin’ to lose
Oxycod’ got me floatin’ up, neck in noose
Styrofoam cups, everything is approved
Styrofoam cups, everything is approved
Money stacked up, an’ it got me seduced
I got that hot dope, but I got that boost doe
Aye – my Lamb’ hit a pothole, these bitches some thot hoes
I hit the lotto in South Africano
Yacht party, sittin’ at the dock of the condo
Better not be late, bitch, you better come pronto
Better come with a combo
Asian persuasion, Cubana, mijaña
Yolanda, Shalonda, mi añá muy paza
I don’t know Spanish, I barely talk proper
It became problems when I didn’t send flowers
King like Mufasa, Messiah, then higher
Gold sheets and Rollies, yeah, fuck all the police
Shout out my whodie, he smashin’ the CO
My wrist got a ego, my watch in an igloo
We took it legal, got stripes like a zebru
Live like a Rolling Stone, high when I greet you
Diamonds just all on you, effortlessly ball on you
L-O-to-V-E, I hope you ain’t gettin’ greedy
Chasers do numbers, man, chains is on Fiji
Couldn’ta had your heart, ’cause ya gave it too easy
Diamonds on sight that’s way brighter than Geezy’s
Shout out to D.D., got goonies on speedy
She like it rated, ain’t nothin’ ’bout her PG
I had evaded, I thought I was jaded
Persian, Malaysian, super sensation
Yah – sushi was raw when she got confiscated
No invitations, we showed up and made it
Long as my dawgs here, bitches be tradin’
Pigeons contagious, I shoulda known it
I turned the pages, heavily sedated
Too many clone me, too many phonies
Armani on me, you never worn me
How can you blame us when we all out the trenches?
Gold chains and rings, it’s so easy gettin’ offended
Spendin’ all your show money tryna keep up with my image
Fuck around, take a O from me, and never give a penny
Fuck y’all, I skrrt off, ’cause everythang shitty
I hit my first model, stepped up my pimpin’
Caught her off the runway, she instantly committed
Paper got my mind gone, too caught up on my city
In and out of time zones, runnin’ up a billi’
Indian Cherokee, clarity, shinin’ is therapy
Mami Israeli (Mami Israeli…)
[Chorus]
I ain’t really mean to hurt you
Sorry it’s gotta be this way
I ain’t even try’n desert you
Sorry, ain’t tryna be this way
I ain’t really mean to hurt you
[Outro]
Ain’t really mean to hurt you…
Ain’t really mean to hurt you…
Ain’t really mean to hurt you…
I ain’t really mean to hurt you
Sorry it’s gotta be that way
Ain’t mean to desert you
Sorry that it look that way
I ain’t really try’n hurt you
I ain’t really mean to hurt you
I ain’t really tryin’
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