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Sorry for Your Loss Video (MV)




Performed By: BarKeep
Language: English
Length: 2:45
Written by: Jeremiah Davis




BarKeep - Sorry for Your Loss Lyrics
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What yo life like nigga
Where you come from
I heard you rep east side
I don't see no flag
No blue no crease on yo fit
Had you tagged for a crip
Like Snoop could've been your big homie
Real funny walking like he got a big stiff on em
The pen got you pent up
Looking for a quick buck
F*ckin with them nip tucked bitches with the flipped cups
Get bucked if you want it
I don't really relate
Smooth running through your 'tudes with abuse
I'm a fool if I lose
I can't choose what I do
When the news'll refute some wild shit
Made his mind spilt
Who the f*ck want beef
Who the f*ck gassed me
Who passed me
Can't speed through streets off Pall
Sleep off black tar keef
Pallbearer too deep
Can't hold that weight too tall
F*ck around get bodied
Run around the street and ya homie get bodied
Steppin out the Jeep when yo nigga get bodied
Run around the corner to the trees
Kept a 9 around a 11th in apartments where your homie got bodied
I don't understand why them homies gettin bodied
Now it's yo face on the shirt of thottie
Closin empty boxes full of bodies on the burnt business end of a shottie
I ain't sorry nigga
Look
If you don't hear a question bout your college
Or your mother or your father
Or time spent on that island
I️ don't give a f*ck
And I️ don't really care whether or not
You even got home or you're shot my nigga
It surely means I couldn't give a f*ck
Give me 50 feet if you coming with all your problems
I got a lot of shit up on my plate and I️ been starving
I'm taking any seconds you can give me
So I'm counting down the hours till the curtain close is calling
Staying on the road like a 18 wheeler
That hoe fine but this hoe offended
I probably should've called her something different
Like beautiful
Or gorgeous
Or something more intimate
Something more appealing make her think I'm full of sentiments
Uncle Sam'll have em wishing to enlist in this
Tryna school you niggas like it's more than just the Benjamins
I guess you'd rather get your neck tatted for ya boy that f*cked around and got bodied
F*ck around get bodied
Run around the street and ya homie get bodied
Steppin out the Jeep when yo niggas get bodied
Run around the corner to the trees
Kept a 9 around a 11th in apartments where your homie got bodied
I don't understand why them homies gettin bodied
Now it's yo face on the shirt of thottie
Closin empty boxes full of bodies on the burnt business end of a shottie
I ain't sorry
Get bodied
Run around the street and ya homie get bodied
Steppin out the Jeep when yo nigga get bodied
Run around the corner to the trees
Kept a 9 around a 11th in apartments where your homie got bodied
I don't understand why them homies gettin bodied
Now it's yo face on the shirt of thottie
Closin empty boxes full of bodies on the burnt business end of a shottie
I ain't sorry nigga
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What yo life like nigga
Where you come from
I heard you rep east side
I don't see no flag
No blue no crease on yo fit
Had you tagged for a crip
Like Snoop could've been your big homie
Real funny walking like he got a big stiff on em
The pen got you pent up
Looking for a quick buck
F*ckin with them nip tucked bitches with the flipped cups
Get bucked if you want it
I don't really relate
Smooth running through your 'tudes with abuse
I'm a fool if I lose
I can't choose what I do
When the news'll refute some wild shit
Made his mind spilt
Who the f*ck want beef
Who the f*ck gassed me
Who passed me
Can't speed through streets off Pall
Sleep off black tar keef
Pallbearer too deep
Can't hold that weight too tall
F*ck around get bodied
Run around the street and ya homie get bodied
Steppin out the Jeep when yo nigga get bodied
Run around the corner to the trees
Kept a 9 around a 11th in apartments where your homie got bodied
I don't understand why them homies gettin bodied
Now it's yo face on the shirt of thottie
Closin empty boxes full of bodies on the burnt business end of a shottie
I ain't sorry nigga
Look
If you don't hear a question bout your college
Or your mother or your father
Or time spent on that island
I️ don't give a f*ck
And I️ don't really care whether or not
You even got home or you're shot my nigga
It surely means I couldn't give a f*ck
Give me 50 feet if you coming with all your problems
I got a lot of shit up on my plate and I️ been starving
I'm taking any seconds you can give me
So I'm counting down the hours till the curtain close is calling
Staying on the road like a 18 wheeler
That hoe fine but this hoe offended
I probably should've called her something different
Like beautiful
Or gorgeous
Or something more intimate
Something more appealing make her think I'm full of sentiments
Uncle Sam'll have em wishing to enlist in this
Tryna school you niggas like it's more than just the Benjamins
I guess you'd rather get your neck tatted for ya boy that f*cked around and got bodied
F*ck around get bodied
Run around the street and ya homie get bodied
Steppin out the Jeep when yo niggas get bodied
Run around the corner to the trees
Kept a 9 around a 11th in apartments where your homie got bodied
I don't understand why them homies gettin bodied
Now it's yo face on the shirt of thottie
Closin empty boxes full of bodies on the burnt business end of a shottie
I ain't sorry
Get bodied
Run around the street and ya homie get bodied
Steppin out the Jeep when yo nigga get bodied
Run around the corner to the trees
Kept a 9 around a 11th in apartments where your homie got bodied
I don't understand why them homies gettin bodied
Now it's yo face on the shirt of thottie
Closin empty boxes full of bodies on the burnt business end of a shottie
I ain't sorry nigga
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Writer: Jeremiah Davis
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