Luyện nghe bài hát Sorry Not Sorry

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

[Verse 2: Tiller]
I used to about how you would act
When a got money
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 you thought we had something special
But you mean nothing to me
Girl I'm you not the one for me

[Verse 3: Tiller]
Just be honest, girl, what you 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 run from me
hope to my niggas, them niggas love money
Adios to bitches, can't get a hug from me
I'm high on life, what it does for me
My numbers going up, I feel a coming (one up)

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

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

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

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

[Hook: Bryson
Girl if you don't get the fuck me
I you thought we had something special
But you don't mean to me
I'm sorry you not the one for me

[Verse 5:
Look, you could've and you would've
You get it now but you never understood it
News yup all our bullets tins
pull a Benz up
Pocket of bands
up with them get back texts
Yes we wasn't out time to get back 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
When I do to cut I hit Rich up on you
He came with Tiller
I'm posed killer
Hit [?] like I'm with the young 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

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

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

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