Luyện nghe bài hát Sorry Not Sorry

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

[Verse 2: Tiller]
I to think about how you would act
When a nigga got
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 don't get the 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 3: Bryson
be honest, girl, what you want from me?
This ain't nothing new, it so 100
I can't let none of niggas get one up on me
I go by God-Tiller, you run from me
Give hope to my niggas, them love money
Adios to bitches, can't get a hug from me
I'm on life, that's what it does for me
My numbers going up, I feel a coming (one up)

[Bridge: Bryson
Young nigga, nigga
Your bad too?
Then 'em come with you
And we like, bitches they own shit
We don't like gold

[Hook: Bryson
Girl if you get the fuck from me
I know you thought we had something
But you don't nothing to me
I'm sorry you not the one for me

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

[Bridge: Bryson
Young nigga, young
Your friends bad
Then 'em come with you
And we like, bitches they own shit
We like gold diggers

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

5: Fabolous]
Look, you and you would've been
You get it now but you understood it then
News bulletin yup all our bullets
pull a Benz up
Pocket of bands
What's up them get back texts
Yes we wasn't out time to get back flexing
Same who's this ya I switched up on you
happened to old boy oh he bitched up on you
Now she want to ride stick trying to up
I do want to cut I hit Rich up on you
He came through with
I'm posed killer
Hit [?] like I'm with the young nigga nigga
And now it's trapsoul the boy who rap soul
[?] in the like Thanksgiving dinner
Like it's spirit got a gift with lyrics
You niggas stay far from me 'til your get near it

[Bridge: Bryson
Young nigga, nigga
Your friends bad
Then tell 'em come you
And we like, with they own shit
We don't gold diggers

Bryson Tiller]
Girl if you don't get the from me
I know you thought we had something
But you don't mean to me
Girl I'm you not the one for me

It get to a point that you
You get money it's like is you doing it for
So when you find special 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 what ever you got
That become 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 same
Or even just grinding as hard it's really it's something it's)
So what's motivation
(You)