Sorry, I ain't sorry I ain't thinking 'bout you I ain't sorry, nigga, nah I ain't sorry Middle fingers up, put them hands high Wave it in his face, tell him, boy, bye No no, hell nah He trying to roll me up, I ain't picking up Headed to the club, I ain't

He was a million miles from a million dollars But you can never spend his wealth When I was a kid, my grandfather was a preacher He said God only helps those Who learn to help themselves Wave, put your hands up, and hands down When I was a kid, I used to

So put them hands up higher Let's smash this party up This is the blast off It's time to blow this up So best you run for cover We about to hit self destruct Go all my people with me And none of us give a fuck

Put your hands up in the air Shinin', grindin' on the shine Flip it all the time When we hustlin', Young Money gunnin' Cash Money flippin', shit them every time When we grindin' 'cause we gettin', flippin' the change range And doin' different thangs,

Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta High like a jet like a jet blue jet Get on Patron, run grab by your phone To the rhythm I was born to be, born to climb To the brain Put them up! Hands up! Hands up! Put them up! Can’t hide from me, me say me boy I’m to be high

Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye! Thank God that a nigga seen another day Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray Get my people out them chains nigga I mean handcuffs, time to man up Put my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh 'Cause I'm a black man, in a

You better wave bye bye So put your hands up high Now wave them side to side Now when I pull out the nine Break through anything I'm face to face with It's true, you gon' make me lose my patience 'Cause victory is mine and I'mma take it So take a page

You wouldn't get far, fuckin' them rap stars You know who you are, put your hands up ladies You wouldn't get far, if you kept your legs closed It would be just a waste of time But you know, you wouldn't get far, fuckin' them rap stars You know who you