Sorry Not Sorry
کاور آهنگ Sorry Not Sorry از Bryson Tiller

Sorry Not Sorry

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(Fight!)

Hey

Goddamn

I'm winnin'

Hey

Goddamn

I'm winnin', I'm winnin'

Goddamn, I'm winnin'

Got money, now you done switched up on me

I used to think about how you would act when a nigga got money

Now you done switched up on me

Now you wanna say, "What's up?" to me

Okay, so now you wanna make love to me? (Yeah)

Girl, if you don't get the fuck from me (get away)

I know you thought we had somethin' special

But you don't mean nothin' to me (you don't mean nothin')

Girl, I'm sorry, you not the one for me (oh, no)

Just be honest, girl, what you want from me? (What you want?)

This ain't nothin' new, keep it so one hundred (keep it so one hundred)

I can't let none of these niggas get one up on me (get one up)

I go by Gawd Tiller, you better run from me (don't mean nothin')

Give hope to my niggas, them niggas love money (love money)

Adios to them bitches, can't get a hug from me (what you want?)

I'm high on life, that's what it does for me

My numbers goin' up, I feel a buzz comin' (one up)

Young nigga, young nigga

Your friends bad too?

Then tell 'em come with you ('cause I'm on, nigga)

And we like, bitches with they own shit

We don't like gold diggers (yeah)

Girl, if you don't get the fuck from me (get away)

I know you thought we had somethin' special

But you don't mean nothin' to me (you don't mean nothin')

Girl, I'm sorry, you not the one for me (oh, no)

This the shit I don't condone in

Cheatin' on your man, but you can get it if you want it

Lookin' for a bad bitch, I finally found a culprit

Nigga takin' shots, send 'em back, check the postage, yeah

Hatin' ass nigga, why won't you shut up?

This the motherfuckin' 502 come up

And every time I'm back in the city

Every bitch with a hidden agenda run up ('cause I'm on, nigga)

Young nigga, young nigga

Your friends bad too?

Then tell 'em come with you ('cause I'm on, nigga)

And we like, bitches with they own shit

We don't like gold diggers (yeah)

Girl, if you don't get the fuck from me (get away)

I know you thought we had somethin' special

But you don't mean nothin' to me (you don't mean nothin')

Girl, I'm sorry, you not the one for me (oh, no)

Every nigga did you wrong, except for me

I'm next to blow and so you should've been next to me

Say you lovesick, girl, I got the remedy

I'll give you long dick and longevity

Don't settle for less, or for infidelity

Niggas ain't built like me

He can't bag and pipe and leave that pussy killed like me

Or even keep the business behind his lips like me

I got a, hundred fuckin' problems

Good brain, am I fuckin' with a scholar?

Woodgrain, I'ma grip it when I whip it

If I take a shot and brick it, I'ma flip it

Thankful for my papa, nigga taught me how to get it

Gotta make sure my brothers is eating, I'ma split it

If she throw that pussy at me I'ma hit it

Pen Griffey, but she won't get a penny, no

(Boy, if you don't get-)

Young nigga, young nigga

Your friends bad too?

Then tell 'em come with you (bring 'em all with you)

And we like, bitches with they own shit

We don't like gold diggers (yeah)

Girl, if you don't get the fuck from me (get away)

I know you thought we had somethin' special

But you don't mean nothin' to me (you don't mean nothin')

Girl, I'm sorry, you not the one for me (oh, no)

Hey

Goddamn

I'm winnin'

Hey

We don't like gold diggers

Goddamn

I'm winnin', I'm winnin'

Goddamn

I'm winnin'

Oh, no!