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, after girl, mistake 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, marks and unprotected sex
I feel shit, you know I ain't shit

Sorry, won't turn 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

We at the crib, she got her legs around my waist
Conversation, she lick every tattoo on my face
Like a thug, I wanna fuck, that's every day
separations, confessing my mistakes
She packed her bags and left me and I'm still hurt
You new pussy, but she can't me that it's real first
A lot of lies apologized, the real
When she hit this thinking to herself, "Damn this real"
Rehab out in Vegas, that made this a 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 a boss before I recorded Meek song
in cash on the gram, they trending Meech home
In the D, my G, he throwing peace on
Every picture that you post leave on each one

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

Sorry, turn back the clock
Baby I took advantage 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 on you get bigger and bigger
Hustle my heart so every 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 balling and all she talk is
Take her shopping, boy ain't no salary caps
She get it so you better bring battery packs
Perfect time to
is perfect other 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 change but always around, pulling me down in bed
Gave you my word but they were just broken
Broken condoms, marks and unprotected sex
I feel shit, you know I ain't shit

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