Luyện nghe bài hát Sorry

She's perfect in every kinda way
But I think I can handle her pain
So messed up and I'm too busy just my game
Oh, girl after girl, after mistake

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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