Rapsody - Forgive Me (I'm Sorry) lyrics

[Produced by Eric G] [Bridge: Heather Victoria] I don't know what to do Don't you dare to deny it, I'm always reminded of you [Verse 1: Rapsody] I apologize for rapping over heads Being so cla**ic, forgive me For making it look so easy I'm sorry, I don't care about TV I apologize for rapping over heads Lord Jah, forgive me This hip hop is so in me Quick please, forgive me I apologize for rapping over heads Being so cla**ic, forgive me For making it look so easy I'm sorry, I don't care about TV I apologize, I apologize, I apologize, I apologize [Bridge] [Verse 2: Rapsody] I'm reminded of my shape When I'm around y'all ain't straight I'm sorry I'm so great that most of y'all don't relate Metaphor so deep, trying to give them credit like Chase But I know that time's wasting, I'm sorry I cold faced it All my jams ain't party hits, I'm thinking about modern racism I'm thinking 'bout Mike Brown, what my nephew might have to face it I don't talk about it Sorry, I'm so cla**y, I don't come up out this bra I don't have to, I'm so raw And I got a younger bruh, pray he's never murdered by law I'm sorry I don't applaud for the times to talk about God I'm sorry I walk around looking coonish to be a star And you wearing medium when you really need extra large Just to fit in, I'm sorry, I'm offending, I got these bars Sorry, I'm not nominated for BET awards When you be E.T. they alienate all you from your star power sh**ting on the game like my stomach sour, eww I'm sorry I had to throw in that for simple appeal I'm sorry my label is k**ing it with no majors, no deal Funny how the ones selling records are the ones rapping for real Future sold 100, Kendrick sold a hot mill You do the math and take a bath in salt water, I hope you heal [Bridge] [Verse 3: Rapsody] (I'm sorry) I ain't beefing with these sisters (I'm sorry) I don't get off on wearing designer zippers I ain't watching stupid television by these n***as We talking Love & Hip Hop I'm thinking 'bout Brown Sugar I'm more into sports, tobacco road Famous don't appeal to me when I'm touring the globe So it don't hurt me so much I ain't heard on radio I'm sorry my respect level got nothing to do with Vogue What you know? I'm sorry I don't do this for Ferrari's I'm sorry I got a lane and don't need to copying Rari I'm sorry I don't act like them And I don't got no problems with Black Jesus being on Adult Swim What you know? I'm sorry, I ain't sorry For none of this sh** I wrote Robin Williams died today so you need to hear this the most Money and fame don't bring no one happiness, that's a quote Mo' money, mo' problems - you know how that sh** go I'm sorry, they won't play me like old Atari's My general small, but production team be scarry I know it's far from fair Sorry y'all don't catch my lines like Jordan dropped the blue pair