Bryson Tiller - Sorry Not Sorry lyrics

Sorry Not Sorry lyrics

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Its about time i do it its about time i say this sh** spend to much time on the waiting list now i cant do it I used to think about how you would act When a n***a got money Now you done switched up Now you wanna say wa**up to me Okay, so now you wanna make love to me Girl if you don't get the f** away from me I know you thought we had something special But you don't meant nothing for me Girl I'm sorry you're not the one for me Jubby I ain't know what you want from me This ain't nothing you keeping so 100 I can't let none of these n***as get one upon me I go by got tiller you better run from me Give hope to my n***as, them n***as love money Adios to the 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 Young n***a, young n***a, your friend's bad too Them tell them to come with you And we like b**hes with their own sh** We don't like gold diggers Girl if you don't get the f** away from me I know you thought we had something special But you don't meant nothing for me Girl I'm sorry you're not the one for me This the sh** I don't condone it Cheating on your man but you could get it if you wanted Looking for a bad b**h I finally found the culprit n***a taking shots till I'm back to the posted Yeah, hey mad n***a, why won't you shut up It's the motherf**er 502 come up And every time I'm back in the city Every b**h within ??? run up Young n***a, young n***a, your friend's bad too Them tell them to come with you And we like b**hes with their own sh** We don't like gold diggers Girl if you don't get the f** away from me I know you thought we had something special But you don't meant nothing for me Girl I'm sorry you're not the one for me Every n***a did you wrong except for me I'm next to blowing so you shoulda been next to me Say you lost it, girl I got the remedy I give you long dick and longevity Don't settle for less or for infidelity n***as ain't real like me He came back and pipe it leave that p**y k**ed like we are even Keep the bindess behind his looks like me I gotta 100 f**ing problems, good brain, I'm now f**ing with a scholar Wood grain, I'ma grip it when I whip it If I take a shot and brick it, I'ma flip it Thankful for my papa n***a taught me how to get it Gotta make sure my brothers is eating, I'ma split it If she throw that p**y at me I'ma hit it Pan griffy, but she won't get up and you know Young n***a, young n***a, your friend's bad too Them tell them to come with you And we like b**hes with their own sh** We don't like gold diggers Girl if you don't get the f** away from me I know you thought we had something special But you don't meant nothing for me Girl I'm sorry you're not the one for me *** correction by ShayClarice27

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