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Name Taken - Hold On For Your Dearest Life Lyrics

Mama, I'm Sorry by Lil Uzi Vert




Mama, I'm Sorry
My life like a movie, I do not do this often, yeah (Yeah, ayy, ayy)
Not do this often, I be swagging and saucin', yeah (Ayy, ayy)
My life like a movie, I do not do this often, yeah (Ayy, ayy)
Not do this often, I be swagging and saucin', yeah (Ayy, yeah)

Mama, I'm sorry, I cannot feel my body, yeah (Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah)
I'm in a party, I'm off two shots and molly, yeah (Ayy, ayy, ayy, woah)
I'm feeling awesome, be this way to the coffin, yeah (Ayy, yeah, damn)
AP a frosty, yeah, I'm always so tardy (Lil Uzi, yeah)
Mama, I'm sorry, I cannot feel my body, yeah (Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah)
I'm in a party, I'm off two shots and molly, yeah (Ayy, ayy, ayy, woah)
I'm feeling awesome, be this way to the coffin, yeah (Ayy, yeah, damn)
AP a frosty, yeah, I'm always so tardy (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

I'm a rockstar for life, I can't help it (Ayy)
Every time that you rage, yeah, you felt it (Yeah)
Put the game on my back and I held it (Ayy)
Get the back ends, them back ends from Belgium (Ayy)
Put the pack in the mail and we sell it (Ayy)
And I know it's some niggas was tellin' (Ayy)
Ain't no snitch, so I can't even tell it (Woah, ayy)
Put the pack in the mail and we sell it (Ayy)
Every time that you rage, yeah you felt it (Yeah)
Put the game on my back and I held it (Ayy)
Get the back ends them back ends from Belgium (Ayy)
Put the pack in the mail and we sell it (Ayy)
And I know it's some niggas was tellin' (Ayy)
Ain't no snitch, so I can't even tell it (Ayy)
Cullinan, color Nutella (Ayy, skrrt)
My b**ch so bad, yeah, this sh*t got me jealous (Ayy)
My b**ch so bad, yeah, my b**ch, she a felon (Ayy)
Yeah, I slide on the beat, but I drip a lil' wetter
My neck is so cold, b**ch, I'm missing the sweater (Ayy)
Just talked to two hoes, I might hit 'em together (Ayy)
I could hit one, but two feels a lil' better (Ayy)
My mom on my phone, gotta get it together, hello? (Ayy, yeah)

Mama, I'm sorry, I cannot feel my body, yeah (Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah)
I'm in a party, I'm off two shots and molly, yeah (Ayy, ayy, ayy, woah)
I'm feeling awesome, be this way to the coffin, yeah (Ayy, yeah, damn)
AP a frosty, yeah, I'm always so tardy (Ayy, yeah)
Mama, I'm sorry, I cannot feel my body, yeah (Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah)
I'm in a party, I'm off two shots and molly, yeah (Ayy, ayy, ayy, woah)
I'm feeling awesome, be this way to the coffin, yeah (Ayy, yeah, damn)
AP a frosty, yeah, I'm always so tardy (Ayy, yeah)

Alligator stomach on her baby Birkin (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, my pockets they swole, I 'member I was hurting (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, every time I flex, I'm sorry, not on purpose (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, don't like what you see, you better close your curtains (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, alligator stomach on her baby Birkin (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, my pockets they swole, I 'member I was hurting (Ayy, ayy, ayy) (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, every time I flex, I'm sorry, not on purpose (Yeah, yeah)
Yuh, don't like what you see, you better close your curtains (Yeah, yeah, it's Lil Uzi Vert)

Mama, I'm sorry, I cannot feel my body, yeah
I'm in a party, I'm off two shots and molly, yeah (What?)
I'm feeling awesome, be this way to the coffin, yeah (Yeah)
AP a frosty, yeah, I'm always so tardy (Yeah)
Mama, I'm sorry, I cannot feel my body, yeah (Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah)
I'm in a party, I'm off two shots and molly, yeah (Ayy, ayy, ayy, woah)
I'm feeling awesome, be this way to the coffin, yeah (Ayy, yeah, damn)
AP a frosty, yeah, I'm always so tardy (Ayy, yeah)





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