Chords for T.I. ft. Andre 3000 - Sorry (HD)

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My cup runneth over in Pinot Grigio, hold [Cm] up
Bogus in the [Fm] Lambo if you ain't lifting [C] the door
_ Bogus popping pills if you ain't picking the hoe up
You bogus running out on your kid, my nigga [Eb] grow up
But [C] God fake like a wedding cutting [Cm] large cake
For Lord's sakes [Db] let the hammer fang grow [Eb] a date
Hey, [C] never mind what the blog say
_ [Fm] It's what my mind and my heart say
[C] My philosophy profit off of my [Cm] properties
Get it flipping, we got [Ab] to be [Fm] rich, that broke shit is [C] obsolete
_ Possibly off of my rocker, watch how you watching me
_ _ [F] Sophisticated, psychotic, fly as a pilot, [Eb] officially [Cm] solid
All [C] you wish you could get, I got [Cm] it
Unlimited [Db] titanium, nigga, what's in your wallet?
[Cm] Had a gladiator [C] college, I made it summa cum laude
Well you clowns couldn't have got [Gb] a cabin gown if you bought [C] it
I pilot with Saudis, buying crude oil and [Cm] diamonds
Hustle January, [Ab] [Fm] July, fly to Dubai
[C] A broke nigga telling me about how I'm dividing the pies
Like a blind nigga telling [Fm] me it's a eye for an [Cm] eye
Bullheaded [C] and stubborn, I be that way till I die
But [Cm] find a nigga with more hustle [Db] than me, I dare you to [Cm] try
And [C] according to the hand on my Audemars
_ It's my [Fm] time to shine, so fuck y'all
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_ _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Fm] _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
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[Cm] _ _ _ [C] _ Can't please _
[Cm] _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ everybody
[Eb] _ _ _ [C] _ _ You should have me, fuck you
[Fm] You _ _ should have me, [F] fuck you
I grew up in the gutter like a [Cm] motherfucker
_ I get [Ab] that [Fm] why I don't trust a motherfucker
[C] Seen a nigga snitch on their mom, shoot at her brother
Go to prison in love [Fm] with a bitch and a nigga fuck [Cm] her
I seen real [C] genes destroyed by real [Cm] suckers
Innocent ladies, [Db] raping defenseless babies, [Eb] abducting
Such a horrible [C] truth but you see it over and over, it's nothing
You're numb to [Fm] it and your heart grows colder
[C] Pacify your pain with a chain and a [Cm] rover
Fuck it, justify [Ab] your [Fm] action with stacking your [C] dough up
He sure would've bricked cocaine and break his shoulder
Just enough for me to blow [F] up
Nigga hold up, switch the flow [C] up
Cause these niggas be snitching so [Cm] much
I promise all they miss [Db] is a badge, coffee and [Eb] doughnuts
Go to jail [C] so what?
Never see my integrity perish, that ain't the [Gb] Harris' way
Study my [C] pedigree
Promise I'm one of the only ones who keep it a hundred
Probably why I think they all [Ab] out to [Fm] get me
You can't convince [C] me
Large money and fame won't plant seeds of envy
Make my partner [Fm] resent me enough to come and hit me
Catch me slipping [C] and hit me just like they did 50
[Cm] Cause I'm in a position [C] that he think he should be in [Eb] it Listen, _ [C] dawg
The fact of the matter is I'm on a narrow [F] path and we all can't cross
You should have me psyched up
_ _ [C] You should [Eb] have me psyched up
_ [Ab] _ [Fm] You should [F] have me psyched up
_ _ You [C] should have me psyched up
[Fm] _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ I [C] promise you can't please everybody
[Cm] _ _ _ [Fm] You can't please [F]
everybody
_ _ [C] _ _ You should have me psyched [Fm] up
You _ should have me [F] psyched up
But it ain't what it is, even if you gotta live
I learned that apartments [Fm] way more exciting than a big ass house on the hill
Place to be a way better writer and a rapper when I used to want [F] a black comedy hill
Mad niggas feeding in [Fm] the porch, feeling like I'm going off a course
[Eb] You cut these fuck [C] niggas off negative in my life, bring that to them horses
Please get the fuck off me [Fm] projectiles bitch, he ain't really got a choice
[Eb] I'm living my life, [C] live yours
I don't even like rapping fast
But that's how the world comes to me, talk [Fm] to me sideways
Nigga, that's your ass, slow [F] it down
It's that shit that'll make you call your mama
[Eb] Say, hey, I'm sorry for [Ab] begging for all [Fm] them clothes you couldn't afford
[F] And it's the type of shit that'll make you call your rap partner
And say, I'm sorry, I'm awkward, [Fm] my fault for fucking up the [Eb] door
_ [C] I hated all the attention so I ran [Cm] _ from it
Fuck it if [Db] we live, I just hope we ain't lose no [Bb] fans from it
I'm a grown [C] ass kid, you know I ain't never cared about no damn money
Why do we try so hard [Fm] to be stars, just to die in the [C] comments?
And it's that shit that'll make you call your baby [Eb] mama when you gone on half [Ab] a pill
Don't [Fm] know why I love that high heel, [C] and you take a flight back to the crib
Y'all make love like college kids, and you say all the shit you're gonna do better
We [Fm] can try this shit again, [Eb] and by the time the dope wear [C] off
You feel stupid, she feel low
[Cm] That's that dopamine, I mean dopamine, [Db] you think you've been done well
[Cm]
Swinging in the hallway with an arm crossed
[C] Baby boy face full of apple sauce
Maybe I should've stayed, but it ain't [Fm] your fault
Too much pressure, I pay low
I'm [C] sorry, I was young and had to choose between you
[Cm] But the rest of the world won't [Ab] offer me [Fm] shit, what would you do?
[C] But I'd probably do it differently if seconded the chance
Only if some cool ass older man [Fm] would've let me know in advance
[Cm] This is quarry, [C] that is dug so deep in a father's chest
[Cm] When he feels like he's broken up, it's nothing, [Db] he figures shit
He was just doing the best [Cm] that he could
[C] Which ended up being the worst that he could
And all some pussy nigga on the internet [Fm] can say is that verse ain't good
It's [G] boring, _ boring, _ _ _ really?
_ _ _ When [F] I'm distracted with this world and I can hardly [Eb] breathe
And those men [Ab] and I don't [Fm] know what to believe
[F] I'm distracted with this girl and this is what she said
She said, lay down baby, baby, [Fm] rest your weary [Eb] head
I'm lovely, [C] attractive, but my mind don't wanna rest
[Cm] But my body disagrees, [Db] so we're laid up for the rest, yes
[C] Oh, you were so fucking fine
I woke up the next morning [Fm] with no purpose on my mind
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[Eb] So, _ _ _ [Ab] _ [Fm] who knows [C] the problem still?
_ _ Who knows your body _ _ [Fm] well? _
Who _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ should [G] I be sorry for?
_ _ Who should I be [Ab] sorry to? _ _ _ _ _