Erick Rush - No Apologies Lyrics

Vodka straight up out the bottles
They be like, “No way, he didn’t!”
(Ooh, no way he didn’t!)
I can’t go back home with no apologizes
You know how riders be, I’m out here wildin’
They be like, “he didn’t”
(Ooooh, no way he didn’t)

I’m making missions, look how they get offended
(No way, no he didn’t)
A 150 flying down the henday
(No way he didn’t)
They hated Jesus look how he still ascended
(No way he didn’t)
The shit you started look how I’m finna end it
(No way he didn’t)
No way…

There’s a whole lotta changes Since I been back in the city
My brand recognition has risen, I got some decisions to make
I got some more pictures to take, I got more visions to create
I’m out here moving at ridiculous paces
Aiming at the middle of your faces
Faster than a speeding bullet
My writing hand is filled with bullets
My writing pen I feed the bullets
So every line you feel the bullets
I’m a bad modasocka, tryna get a million dollars
Yo bitch is in here flying saucers
I gave her haze and told her roll up
Everything else was bonus
She was licking the staff and the gonads
She was lip-syncing verses and chorus’s
Asked to play some more Rush, told her go nuts
I been killin’ on a whole ‘nother level, 360 degrees
I been sinning to a whole ‘nother devil, all just to get me some cheese
All off the strength of his heat
All my niggas they banking on me
I got niggas who bang it for me
They was there when I barely could eat whoa
I got leftover lean in my fridge like you got leftover liquor
I got leftover roaches in my ashtray and a leftover swisher

Vodka straight up out the bottles
They be like, “No way, he didn’t!”
(Ooh, no way he didn’t!)
I can’t go back home with no apologizes
You know how riders be, I’m out here wildin’
They be like, “he didn’t”
(Ooooh, no way he didn’t)

I’m making missions, look how they get offended
(No way, no he didn’t)
A 150 flying down the henday
(No way he didn’t)
They hated Jesus look how he still ascended
(No way he didn’t)
The shit you started look how I’m finna end it
(No way he didn’t)
No way…

I fell asleep to Alan Waatts
Then I woke up feeling like a boss
I done open up my inner gods
I should open up a synagogue
I should open up a church maybe, even open up a mosque
You just need to hear my verse Baby, say you heard it form the Lord
I’m a hustler check the footage, I don’t know how else to put it
I don’t know how long I’ve had a foot in
Now I’m about to jug the other foot in
Kicking doors down, plenty more crowns, plenty go around
Let ‘em copy I got plenty more styles
Didn’t think I’d see this many more smiles
Miles, miles, miles, miles, miles
I’m hundred miles and running let ‘em doubt
Doubt, doubt, doubt, doubt, doubt
I’m the one they should be worryin’ about
Bout, bout, bow, bow, bow!
‘Nother man down, gotta stand ground
Kicking flav’ in front so many fans now
South, south, southside I chant out
All off the strength of this heat
All my niggas they banking on me
I got niggas who’ll bang it for me
They was there when I barely could eat
I got leftover lean in my fridge like you got leftover liquor
I got leftover roaches in my ashtray and a leftover swisher

Vodka straight up out the bottles
They be like, “No way, he didn’t!”
(Ooh, no way he didn’t!)
I can’t go back home with no apologizes
You know how riders be, I’m out here wildin’
They be like, “he didn’t”
(Ooooh, no way he didn’t)

I’m making missions, look how they get offended
(No way, no he didn’t)
A 150 flying down the henday
(No way he didn’t)
They hated Jesus look how he still ascended
(No way he didn’t)
The shit you started look how I’m finna end it
(No way he didn’t)
No way…