Luyện nghe bài hát Sorry

She's perfect in every kinda way
But I don't I can handle her pain
So up and I'm too busy just running my game
Oh, girl after girl, after mistake

I've to change but they always around, pulling me down in bed
you my word but they were just broken promises
Broken condoms, lipstick marks and sex
I feel like shit, you know I ain't

Sorry, won't back the clock
Baby I advantage 'cause I knew you
Wouldn't it, so I used you
I'm sorry, oh I'm sorry don't make it right, I

We at the crib, she got her legs wrapped my waist
Conversation, she lick every tattoo on my face
Like a thug, I just wanna fuck, that's day
Temporary separations, my mistakes
She packed her and left me home and I'm still hurt
You new pussy, but she can't tell me that it's real
A lot of lies apologized, the thirst
she hit this thinking to herself, "Damn this verse real"
Rehab out in Vegas, that this a murdered sin
Send the to her table then made love on the jet
Temporary thrills, all these women you think I
My feelings genuine, disregard what you see on
I been a boss I recorded Meek song
Mill in on the gram, they trending Meech home
In the D, my G, he throwing that on
Every that you post leave comments on each one

I'm just a ordinary nigga
But I know that I change the rules
All this time I blamed you 'cause I know I'm doing
Stepping on your heart again, relationship
I tried to change but I'm always out, around in the club
Pieces of my letter tore up from this break up
My worst nightmare went right in my back, I I could wake up
I feel like shit, know I ain't but I'm

Sorry, turn back the clock
Baby I took 'cause I knew you
Wouldn't it, so I used you
I'm sorry, oh I'm sorry don't it right, I know

Life's short and baby you deserve a winner
Every day the diamonds on you get bigger and
Hustle from my so every night I can deliver
Saying sorry, up, way up in your liver
Boss, the red bottom's got you walking
Get you an agent, she balling and all she is money
Take her shopping, baby boy no salary caps
She get it so you better bring battery packs
Perfect time to
Nothing is perfect than being a perfect match
all watch me 'cause the moves I make out they budget
Diamond district, six figures on my shorty

tried to change but they always around, pulling me down in bed
Gave you my word but were just broken promises
Broken condoms, lipstick marks and sex
I feel like shit, you I ain't shit

Sorry, won't back the clock
Baby I took advantage I knew you
believe it, so I used you
I'm sorry, oh I'm sorry don't it right