Xzibit, Suga Free, DJ Quik - Sorry I'm Away so Much lyrics

Come here Tre, what's up, son, come on
To whom it may concern, yeah, listen
Sorry I'm away so much, yeah, yeah
All the sons, daughters
Penitentiary niggas, yeah, feel me
Uh, sorry I'm away so much, yeah

My son was born about four
And a half years ago
Loved and protected him
Amazin' how fast they grow
I came to know about his
Likes and his dislikes (yeah)
Video games
Taught him how to ride his first bike
(That's it)
This is the life my little nigga
I see you gettin' all upset
When I leave the house, poutin'
Let me tell you about
Tryna' make it in this world
And provide for you
'Cause on them overseat plane rides
I miss you too never knew that I would have
To be away so much
Five thousand dollar phone bills
Keepin' in touch we Starskey and Hutch
(yeah) we partners for life (yeah)
I rock mics, so I'm sorry when I hug you
If I squeeze too tight
Long nights in the studio take me away
Gettin' mad
'cause I'm tired and you want me to play
Money can't replace time
I'm just tryna get you outta the
Fine relyin' and expand your
Mind my lil' ni', yeah
Yeah, c'mon

Look, sorry I'm away so much
Understand me, yeah it's for you (Hah)
Yeah, you (And you, and you)
C'mon, look, sorry I'm away so much
(C'mon, keep it gangsta)

Look, I got a brother locked down
He be out in a couple knuckle for knuckle
A veteran and nothin' but muscle
Now broadcastin' live from behind the walls
Stayin' tight through long kites
And telephone calls
Gettin' hype when you see your brother on TV
Can't wait for your release so
You can roll with me
Arrange everything exactly how it's
Supposed to be
For right now here's a thousand, J
Stay low-key you say damn Xzibit
Whyn't you pay a nigga a visit
Time limit's got me movin' a
Million miles a minute knee deep in it
Gotta strike while the iron is hot
Still gotta eat and keep the
Lights on when it's not sleepin' on cots
Bullet wounds got you in knots
I wish I was there to snatch
You up instead of the cops muthafuck it
Do the time and get it out of the way
You goin' from convict to corporate
Nigga in one day (In one day)
Yeah, we keep it moving

Look, sorry I'm away so much
All the daughters
All the sons around the world
It's for you, it's for you (And you, and you)
Sorry I'm away so much

Hell yeah (Yo, Quik)
Now I ain't never been this hot before (No)
So in essence it's obvious I ain't
Never been this out before
I'm spending 25-8 days, 366 times a year
Up in the studio freakin' and
Mixin' rhymes in here
Nothin' but beer, bud smoke, Hen and Coke
Women and sheer, callin' player niggas here
Not the kinda place I really
Wanna bring my son so get on lilttle Dane
Gon' in there and have you some fun
Used to be there cook a beat
Up there sewin' your clothes
While I'm with you on the
PlayStation showin' you codes
Hit the X button stupid
Forward, left, right, x
(Give me that, Troy)
Now I'm tryna get your college fund
Bustin' with X

Come here, give that here, kid
Dada no no don't do that
Mama 'cause Dada be back
Here go your ba ba, Pampers
Flashy and you can see that
You tryna figure out why Dada talkin' to
You through this glass on the phone?
Oh, I slapped a bitch and then
She snitched but I'll be home (C'mon)

(Can't keep me away) Just can't stay away
Sorry I'm away so much
(Sorry I'm away so much) baby girl
Locked down in the pen (If I'd the child)
(Sorry I'm away so much
Won't let me stay in touch)
Sorry I'm away so much
(Sorry I'm away so much)
They won't let me stay in touch
(That's on the road, Mama)
Sorry I'm away so much

That's my PO, baby
(DJ Quik & Xzibit laughing in the background)
She don't want nothin', she just want
Me to pee in that cup, okay?
You want ba ba? You sleepy?