Luyện nghe bài hát Sorry

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

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

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

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

I'm just a typical nigga
But I that I can't change the rules
All this time I blamed you I know what I'm doing
Stepping on heart again, relationship ruined
I to change but I'm always out, fucking around in the club
Pieces of my love tore up from this break up
My worst nightmare went in my back, I wish I could wake up
I feel shit, know I ain't shit but I'm

Sorry, turn back the clock
Baby I took advantage 'cause I you
Wouldn't believe it, so I you
I'm sorry, oh I'm sorry don't make it right, I

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

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

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