Luyện nghe bài hát Sorry Not Sorry

[Verse 1:
I'm way too different to the same
You still playing I already beat the
I'm not the breakup the make up shit
I'm on wake up and cake up shit
So no apologies apologies
Make for my niggas all my power G's
to kick I don't like your soccer
Curve a like a lipo doctor

[Verse 2: Tiller]
I to think about how you would act
When a nigga got
Now you done 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 know you thought we had special
But you don't nothing to me
Girl I'm you not the one for me

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

Bryson Tiller]
Young nigga, nigga
Your bad too?
Then tell 'em come you
And we like, with they own shit
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 don't nothing to me
Girl I'm you not the one for me

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

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

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

[Verse 5:
Look, you and you would've been
You get it now but you never it then
bulletin yup all our bullets tins
I'mma pull a up
Pocket of bands
What's up with get back texts
Yes we wasn't working out to get back flexing
Same phone who's this ya I up on you
happened to old boy oh he bitched up on you
Now she want to ride stick to switched up
When I do want to cut I hit up on you
He came with Tiller
I'm with killer
Hit [?] like I'm with the young nigga young
And now it's trapsoul with the boy who rap
[?] in the winter like Thanksgiving
Like it's Christmas spirit got a gift lyrics
You niggas far from me 'til your bitch get near it

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

Bryson Tiller]
Girl if you get the fuck 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 that you know
You get money like what is you doing it for
So when you find somebody special like
They become your behind what you do
You know what I'm (ya)
You got a or you got kids (Of course)
You know ever you got
become your motivation (ya)
You know what I'm
(Motivation is key it makes it a lot easier
Of course you have somebody that is doing the same thing
Or even grinding just as hard it's really it's something it's)
So what's your
(You)