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i'm sorry - ​vellviace lyrics

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[intro: lil tecca]
pavement, on her laces, laces (no way, hozay)
faced it, baitin’, make it, on her laces
relations, off white on her laces, relations
(we love you, tecca) laces

[chorus: vellviace, lil tecca & both]
been through the trenches, i hope that i make it
yeezy i step in when i touch the pavement (pavement)
he owe me money, he makin’ them payments
she rock designer, off white on her laces (on her laces)
she got me geeked, we talkin’ relations (relations)
rolled up a blunt of that cookie and faced it (faced it)
music don’t work, then i’m zoin’, no waitin’
loosened the plug because he was baitin’ (baitin’)
been through the trenches, i hope that i make it
yeezy i step in when i touch the pavement
he owe me money, he makin’ them payments
she rock designer, off white on her laces
she got me geeked, we talkin’ relations
rolled up a blunt of that cookie and faced it
music don’t work, then i’m zoin’, no waitin’ (no way, hozay)
loosened the plug because he was baitin’
[verse 1: vellviace & lil tecca]
gotta lay low, the jakes really watchin’
opp move funny, side get to flockin’ (side get to flockin’)
one wrong move and we off on his noggin
talkin’ to cops was never an option (never an option)
jugg and finnessed to increased all the profit
back in the game, now i’m hot like the topic
changin’ my mood with all of my outfits (yeah)
switchin’ up flows because i got options (yeah)
played on my man but don’t want no problems
hit up bro tec’ and you know that i got ’em (yeah, yeah)
when i get big, ain’t no more robbin’ (yeah, yeah)
textin’ my mom and tell her, “i’m sorry” (yeah)
missin’ my pops, that sh*t really got me (yeah, yeah)
feel like lebron, no one can stop me (yeah)
play with my money, there might be a homi’ (yeah, yeah)
gettin’ the breesh is one of my hobbies (yeah)
havin’ a thot was never my body
i’m gettin’ money, it’s always beside me (oh), know that
mop in the spot, we just got the drop, everyone treat me like kodak (oh)

[verse 2: lil tecca]
and i’m gettin’ money, she know i’m too wavy
chopper, it got a blow back
i’m too independent, you never could see me (no way, hozay)
we run in the spot and we on that
[bridge: lil tecca]
run in the spot and we on that
run in the spot and we on that
run in the spot and we on that
run in the spot and we on that
yeah, run in the spot and we on that
yeah, run in the spot and we on that

[chorus: vellviace with lil tecca]
been through the trenches, hope that i make it
yeezy i step in when i touch the pavement
he owe me money, he makin’ them payments
she rock designer, off white on her laces
she got me geeked, we talkin’ relations
rolled up a blunt of that cookie and faced it
music don’t work, then i’m zoin’, no waitin’
loosened the plug because he was baitin’
been through the trenches, hope that i make it
yeezy i step in when i touch the pavement
he owe me money, he makin’ them payments
she rock designer, off white on her laces
she got me geeked, we talkin’ relations
rolled up a blunt of that cookie and faced it
music don’t work, then i’m zoin’, no waitin’
loosened the plug because he was baitin’
[outro: lil tecca]
because he was baitin’
she rock designer, off white on her laces
yeah, she rock designer, off white on her laces
off white on her laces, off white on her laces

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