Yo Gotti - Messed Up Lyrics
Intro( gotti talking)Aye say ma, you know I wanna apologize for any and everything I ever putYou through, and I also wanna let you know that any hurt I caused it wasNon intentional. I'm here to tell you I'm sorry.Verse 1Mama, I just wanna apologize for 20 some years of pain now I realizeAll this shit I put u through, back and forth to juvenile ma ian have aClueWhen grandma went to church, I was selling workWalked up in Trezevant high wit dat 38 under my shirtThey tried to kick me out mama came act a damn foolThey let me right back in, but wat I go and doSkipped class, catch me on all 3 lunches, smoking og kush a nigha had daMunchiesAll the hurt I caused high speed chases from da lawsNeighborhood gang fight a nigha done it allMa overall I just want a better life For you and my sister that's why I start sellin' whiteMa every night and every day I contemplate about da day dey came took chuck awayDen I wasn't afraid, to go to jailDats when I hit da streets, start givin' dese nighas hellBut in yo eyes, I know dat wasn't da right choice I thank you for yo love and supportDats why I jus wanna pologize.Chorus x4(Cause you know I messed up baby)Yeah, a this dis real life shit homieSee nighas make musik I make musik from the heartA drama you know I jus tell it how I live it homieDats da only way I know howVerse 2Daddy he a OG brutha he was a hustla tooShit run in my bloodline What the ***** you think imma doMama down bad Car repoed and the rent was dueFo I let her starve I'm off da porch without a *****in' cluePistol in my hand no maskWho would ever knew Goon turned rapper to millionaire Look what life a doMama got a big house on the hill and it's white tooThink she goin' cocaine crazy jus got a white coupeMama say she proud of me All dese nighas who doubted meRaised me ta be a real nighaMemphis brought it out of meRidgecrest apartmentsSlangin' dope down on GarlandFeds givin' out too much time, ***** it um robbin'Mama say she gon pray fa meKnow dat dey got a place fa meTold her I had a planAnd this musik gon make a way fa meSorry fa all the painTears and all the shameBut mama you know I love yaAnd I promise u imma change (I am)Outro (Gotti talking')Hands in da airU know I speak fa all real nighas around the worldNigha we fall we get back up We make mistakes we make up nighaYou feel meYou ever got yo mama do kicked inJumped out da rental car and now you had to leave it there.Know what um sayin', this dat life homieAnd to my nighas who lost dey life in dese streets Fo dey got a chance to tell dey mama dey sorryAye gotti gon tell her fa you homie.
