Luyện nghe bài hát Sorry Not Sorry

[Verse 1:
I'm way too different to the same
You still playing I already the game
I'm not with the breakup the up shit
I'm on some wake up and up shit
So no apologies just
Make stacks for my all my power G's
Tryna to kick I don't like soccer
Curve a chick like a doctor

[Verse 2: Bryson
I used to think how you would act
a nigga got money
Now you switched up on me
Now you say "what's up?" to me
so now you wanna make love to me

[Hook: Tiller]
Girl if you get the fuck from me
I you thought we had something special
But you mean nothing to me
I'm sorry you not the one for me

[Verse 3: Bryson
Just be honest, girl, what you want me?
ain't nothing new, keep it so 100
I can't let none of these get one up on me
I go by God-Tiller, you better run me
Give to my niggas, them niggas love money
Adios to them bitches, can't get a hug me
I'm high on life, that's it does for me
My numbers going up, I a buzz coming (one up)

Bryson Tiller]
Young nigga, young
Your friends bad
Then 'em come with you
And we like, bitches with they own
We don't like diggers

[Hook: Tiller]
Girl if you get the fuck from me
I you thought we had something special
But you don't mean to me
Girl I'm you not the one for me

[Verse 4: Tiller]
This the shit I don't
Cheating on your man but you can get it if you it
Looking for a bad bitch, I finally a culprit
Nigga taking shots, and I'm back the postage, yeah
Hatin' ass nigga, why you shut up?
the motherfuckin' 502 come up
And every time I'm back in the
Every bitch with a hidden run up (cause I'm on, nigga!)

[Bridge: Tiller]
Young nigga, young
Your friends bad
Then tell 'em with you
And we like, bitches with they own
We don't like diggers

Bryson Tiller]
Girl if you don't get the from me
I know you we had something special
But you mean nothing to me
I'm sorry you not the one for me

[Verse 5:
Look, you could've and you been
You get it now but you never understood it
News bulletin yup all our bullets
I'mma a Benz up
Pocket full of
What's up with get back texts
Yes we wasn't working out time to get back
Same phone who's ya I switched up on you
What happened to old boy oh he up on you
Now she want to ride stick to switched up
When I do to cut I hit Rich up on you
He through with Tiller
I'm posed with
Hit [?] like I'm with the young nigga young
And now it's trapsoul the boy who rap soul
[?] in the like Thanksgiving dinner
it's Christmas spirit got a gift with lyrics
You niggas stay far from me 'til your bitch get it

Bryson Tiller]
Young nigga, young
friends bad too?
Then tell 'em with you
And we like, bitches with they own
We don't like gold

[Hook: Tiller]
Girl if you don't get the fuck me
I know you we had something special
But you don't nothing to me
Girl I'm you not the one for me

It get to a point you know
You get money it's like what is you it for
So when you find somebody it's like
They become your behind what you do
You what I'm saying (ya)
You got a or you got kids (Of course)
You know what you got
That your motivation (ya)
You what I'm saying
(Motivation is key it makes it a lot easier
Of course when you have somebody that is doing the thing
Or even just grinding just as hard really it's something it's)
So your motivation
(You)