Bryson Tiller - Sorry not sorry remix lyrics

[Verse 1: Fabolous] I'm way too different to treat the same You still playing I already beat the game I'm not with the breakup the make up sh** I'm on some wake up and cake up sh** So no apologies just apologies Make stacks for my n***as all my power G's Tryna to kick I don't like your soccer Curve a chick like a lipo doctor [Verse 2: Bryson Tiller] I used to think about how you would act When a n***a got money Now you done switched up on me Now you wanna say "what's up?" to me Okay so now you wanna make love to me [Hook: Bryson Tiller] Girl if you don't get the f** from me I know you thought we had something special But you don't mean nothing to me Girl I'm sorry you not the one for me [Verse 3: Bryson Tiller] Just be honest, girl, what you want from me? This ain't nothing new, keep it so 100 I can't let none of these n***as get one up on me I go by God-Tiller, you better run from me Give hope to my n***as, them n***as love money Adios to them b**hes, can't get a hug from me I'm high on life, that's what it does for me My numbers going up, I feel a buzz coming (one up) [Bridge: Bryson Tiller] Young n***a, young n***a Your friends bad too? Then tell 'em come with you And we like, b**hes with they own sh** We don't like gold diggers [Hook: Bryson Tiller] Girl if you don't get the f** from me I know you thought we had something special But you don't mean nothing to me Girl I'm sorry you not the one for me [Verse 4: Bryson Tiller] This the sh** I don't condone Cheating on your man but you can get it if you want it Looking for a bad b**h, I finally found a culprit n***a taking shots, and I'm back check the postage, yeah Hatin' a** n***a, why won't you shut up? This the motherf**in' 502 come up And every time I'm back in the city Every b**h with a hidden agenda run up (cause I'm on, n***a!) [Bridge: Bryson Tiller] Young n***a, young n***a Your friends bad too? Then tell 'em come with you And we like, b**hes with they own sh** We don't like gold diggers [Hook: Bryson Tiller] Girl if you don't get the f** from me I know you thought we had something special But you don't mean nothing to me Girl I'm sorry you not the one for me [Verse 5: Fabolous] Look, you could've and you would've been You get it now but you never understood it then News bulletin yup all our bullets tins I'mma pull a Benz up Pocket full of bands What's up with them get back texts Yes we wasn't working out time to get back flexing Same phone who's this ya I switched up on you What happened to old boy oh he b**hed up on you Now she want to ride stick trying to switched up When I do want to cut I hit Rich up on you He came through with Tiller I'm posed with k**er Hit [?] like I'm with the young n***a young n***a And now it's trapsoul with the boy who rap soul [?] in the winter like Thanksgiving dinner Like it's Christmas spirit got a gift with lyrics You n***as stay far from me 'til your b**h get near it [Bridge: Bryson Tiller] Young n***a, young n***a Your friends bad too? Then tell 'em come with you And we like, b**hes with they own sh** We don't like gold diggers [Hook: Bryson Tiller] Girl if you don't get the f** from me I know you thought we had something special But you don't mean nothing to me Girl I'm sorry you not the one for me [Outro] It get to a point that you know You get money it's like what is you doing it for So when you find somebody special it's like They become your motivation behind what you do You know what I'm saying (ya) You got a lady or you got kids (Of course) You know what ever you got That become your motivation (ya) You know what I'm saying (Motivation is key it makes it a whole lot easier Of course when you have somebody that is doing the same thing Or even just grinding just as hard it's really it's something it's) So what's your motivation (You)