Luyện nghe bài hát Sorry Not Sorry

[Verse 1:
I'm way too different to the same
You still playing I already the game
I'm not with the breakup the up shit
I'm on wake up and cake up shit
So no just apologies
Make stacks for my niggas all my G's
Tryna to kick I don't your soccer
Curve a chick a lipo doctor

2: Bryson Tiller]
I used to think about how you act
When a got money
Now you switched up on me
Now you say "what's up?" to me
so now you wanna make love to me

[Hook: Bryson
Girl if you get the fuck from me
I you thought we had something special
But you don't mean to me
I'm sorry you not the one for me

[Verse 3: Tiller]
be honest, girl, what you want from me?
This nothing new, keep it so 100
I can't let none of these get one up on me
I go by God-Tiller, you run from me
Give hope to my niggas, niggas love money
to them bitches, can't get a hug from me
I'm high on life, what it does for me
My numbers going up, I feel a coming (one up)

Bryson Tiller]
Young nigga, nigga
Your friends bad
Then tell 'em with you
And we like, bitches with own shit
We don't like diggers

[Hook: Tiller]
if you don't get the fuck from me
I you thought we had something special
But you mean nothing to me
I'm sorry you not the one for me

[Verse 4: Tiller]
This the shit I don't
Cheating on your man but you can get it if you it
for a bad bitch, I finally found a culprit
Nigga taking shots, and I'm back check the postage,
ass nigga, why won't you shut up?
This the motherfuckin' 502 up
And every I'm back in the city
Every bitch a hidden agenda run up (cause I'm on, nigga!)

[Bridge: Bryson
Young nigga, nigga
friends bad too?
Then tell 'em with you
And we like, bitches with they own
We don't like diggers

[Hook: Bryson
Girl if you don't get the from me
I know you thought we had something
But you don't nothing to me
Girl I'm you not the one for me

[Verse 5:
Look, you could've and you been
You get it now but you understood it then
bulletin yup all our bullets tins
I'mma pull a up
Pocket full of
What's up with get back texts
Yes we wasn't out time to get back flexing
Same phone who's ya I switched up on you
What happened to old boy oh he up on you
Now she to ride stick trying to switched up
I do want to cut I hit Rich up on you
He came with Tiller
I'm posed with
Hit [?] like I'm with the young young nigga
And now it's trapsoul the boy who rap soul
[?] in the winter Thanksgiving dinner
Like it's Christmas spirit got a with lyrics
You stay far from me 'til your bitch get near it

[Bridge: Tiller]
Young nigga, young
friends bad too?
Then tell 'em come you
And we like, bitches with own shit
We like gold diggers

[Hook: Bryson
if you don't get the fuck from me
I know you we had something special
But you mean nothing to me
I'm sorry you not the one for me

It get to a point you know
You get it's like what is you doing it for
So when you somebody special it's like
They your motivation behind what you do
You know I'm saying (ya)
You got a or you got kids (Of course)
You know what you got
That become motivation (ya)
You know I'm saying
(Motivation is key it makes it a whole lot
Of course when you have somebody that is the same thing
Or even just grinding as hard it's really it's something it's)
So what's motivation
(You)