Letras de Sorry

I feel sorry for you
So don′t feel sorry for me
Cause I'm a problem
Gucci Mane La Flare I′m a problem
All the jack boys wanna rob him
Don't feel sorry for me
Cause I'm a problem

I pull up in my space ship no similarities
Flow so sweet that I might get cavities
Pull up in my space ship no similarities
Flow so sweet that I might get cavities
Pull up in my space ship no similarities
Flow so sweet that I might get cavities
Stay so fly spend your whole years salary
Smoking on that Cali don′t feel no gravity
What goes up must come down
But not in Gucci world this is Brick Squad town
It ain′t no gravity they call me young majesty
I pull up in my triple black Ferrari it's a tragedy
Got so much money don′t need no one to manage it
Drop a chicken on ya tell me you can handle it
I can roll the purple up and you can smoke the castle stick
I'm not talking scandalous I′m on that east Atlanta shit

I feel sorry for you
So don't feel sorry for me
Cause I′m a problem
Gucci Mane La Flare I'm a problem
All the jack boys wanna rob him
Don't feel sorry for me
Cause I′m a problem

One for the money, two for the show
Three for the dro and four for the snow
Got the things on the low bring that lame to the door
Tell him what tell him shut the fuck up ′fore he catch a cold
I'm a killer, I′m a pimp but I do it on the strength
I'm a let you take a whiff let your sister take a sniff
I′m the man with the clips got a connect on the fifth
Say he bring it on the ship I'm a rob him off the rip
Got a quarter in my ear when I pass that screaming beer
Tell lil mama come right here she can suck me on the strength
Look at me look at them look at me look at him
I′m a pass that chick to slim cause I know that bitch a brim

I feel sorry for you
So don't feel sorry for me
Cause I'm a problem
Gucci Mane La Flare I′m a problem
All the jack boys wanna rob him
Don′t feel sorry for me
Cause I'm a problem

All this Gucci shit I be shopping like a white boy
All these LV′s bitches swear that I'm a vice lord
Waves in my face swimming I might need a life guard
All these tattoos man I′m tatted like a biker boy
Way out way out way out
I'm on that new shit y′all folks played out
I'm in that Chiquita banana thang cost me half a million
Had a dream I had Christina Milian you feelin' me
I don′t need your sympathy or empathy don′t pity me
Icey as the Mr. T or Slick Rick you diggin' me
Say Tiggi on the symphony Gucci the epitome
So long as I′m with you suckas never could be lovin' me

I feel sorry for you
So don′t feel sorry for me
Cause I'm a problem
Gucci Mane La Flare I′m a problem
All the jack boys wanna rob him
Don't feel sorry for me
Cause I'm a problem