Luyện nghe bài hát Sorry Not Sorry

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

2: Bryson Tiller]
I used to think about how you act
a nigga got money
Now you switched up on me
Now you say "what's up?" to me
Okay so now you wanna love to me

Bryson Tiller]
Girl if you don't get the 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, you want from 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 hope to my niggas, them niggas money
Adios to them bitches, can't get a hug me
I'm high on life, that's what it for me
My numbers going up, I feel a coming (one up)

Bryson Tiller]
Young nigga, young
Your bad too?
Then tell 'em with you
And we like, bitches with own shit
We like gold diggers

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

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

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

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

[Verse 5:
Look, you could've and you been
You get it now but you never it then
bulletin yup all our bullets tins
I'mma a Benz up
Pocket full of
up with them get back texts
Yes we wasn't working out time to get 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 stick trying to switched up
I do want to cut I hit Rich up on you
He came with Tiller
I'm posed with
Hit [?] like I'm with the nigga young nigga
And now it's with the boy who rap soul
[?] in the winter like Thanksgiving
Like it's Christmas spirit got a gift lyrics
You niggas stay far from me 'til bitch get near it

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

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

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