Luyện nghe bài hát Sorry

My cup runneth over with pinot grigio, up
You bogus in the lambo if you ain't lifting the up
You bogus pills if you ain't pickin the ho up
You bogus out on your kids my nigga grow up
For God's sake, like a wedding, cutting large
For stakes let the hammer bang broad day
Ay, nevermind what the say
what my mind and my heart say

My profit off of my properties
Get it, flip it, we got to be rich, that broke is obsolete
off of my rocker, watch how you watching me
Sophisticated, psychotic, fly as a
silent, all you wish you could get I got it
Unlimited titanium nigga, what's in yo
Out of college, I made it summa cum laude
While you clowns have got a cap and gown if you bought it
I parlay with Saudis, crude oil and diamonds
Hustle January, July, fly to
A broke nigga telling me how I'm dividing the pies
Like a blind nigga telling me an eye for an eye
and stubborn I be that way until I die
But find a nigga more hustle then me I dare you to try
And according to the on my Audemar
It's my time to shine so ya'll

What I be sorry for
Who I be sorry to
should I be sorry for
Who should I be to
The fact is you please everybody
You please everybody
What should I be for
Who I be sorry to

I grew up in the gutter, life a
I that why I don't trust a motherfucker
Seen a nigga snitch on mom, shoot at they brother
Go to prison in with a bitch and a nigga fuck her
I seen real G's destroyed by real
Innocent ladies raped and babies abducted
a horrible truth, but you see it over and over
It's nothing, get numb to it and your grow colder
Pacify your with a chain and a Rover
Fuck it, justify your action with stacking your up
You show up with a brick of cocaine and baking
Just enough for me to blow up, hold up
Switch the flow up, 'cause niggas be snitchin' so much
I promise all missing's the badge, coffee, and donuts
Go to jail so what, never see my perish
That ain't the Harris' way, my pedigree
Promise I'm one of the only ones who it 100
Probably why I think they all out to get me, you can't me
Large money and fame will plant seeds of
To my partners resent me enough to come and get me
Catch me slippin' and hit me, like they did 50
'Cause I'm in the position that he he should be given
Listen, dawg, the of the matter is
I'm on a narrow path and we all can't

should I be sorry for
Who should I be to
What I be sorry for
Who I be sorry to
The fact is you can't please
You can't everybody
What should I be for
Who should I be toy

What it ain't, it is?
Even if you live
I that apartment is way more exciting than a big ass house on a hill
I to be a way better writer and a rapper
I used to want a black Karmann Ghia
Now a nigga in a Porsche
Feeling like I'm going off a
Cut these niggas off
Negative in my life, scream till I'm hoarse
Duck these get the fuck off me projectiles, bitch you really got a choice
I'm living my life yours
I don't even like rapping fast, but that's how the word to me
to me sideways nigga that's your ass
Slow it down, this that shit that'll make you your momma
Say hey I'm sorry for for all them clothes you couldn't afford
And this the type of shit make you call your rap partner
And say I'm sorry I'm awkward, my fault for up the tours
I all the attention so I ran from it
Fuck it if we did, but I we ain't lose no fans from it
I'm a grown-ass kid, you know ain't never cared no damn money
Why do we try so hard to be stars, just to dodge
And this that shit that'll you call your baby mama
you gone on half a pill, don't know why but that's how it is
Then you take a flight back to the crib, y'all make love like college
And you say all the you gon' do better, we can try this shit again
'Round the time the dope off, you feel stupid, she feel lost
That's that dope, I mean, I mean dopamine you think done worn off
Waiting in the with her arms crossed
Baby boy face of applesauce
Maybe have stayed but it ain't yo fault
Too pressure, I peel off, I'm sorry
Was and had to choose between you
And what the rest of the world might offer me, shit what you do
Well I'd probably do it differently if the chance
Only if cool ass older man would've let me know in advance
This, this quarry, is dug so deep in a father's chest
When he feel that he's broken up his
And he figured shit he was doing the best that he could
Which end up being the that he could
And all some nigga on the internet can say is that verse ain't good
boring, boring?

When I'm disgusted with this world and I can breathe and
Told so many lies, don't know what to
I discussed it with this girl, and this is what she
She said lay baby, baby, rest your weary head up
I love these distractions but my mind wanna rest
But my body disagree so I up on her breasts, yes
Ooooh, you are so fine
I woke up the morning with new purpose on my mind

Ooooh, who knows your
Who knows body well