Luyện nghe bài hát Sorry Not Sorry

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

[Verse 2: Tiller]
I used to think about how you act
When a got money
Now you done up on me
Now you say "what's up?" to me
Okay so now you wanna make 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
I'm sorry you not the one for me

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

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

[Hook: Tiller]
Girl if you get the fuck from me
I know you thought we had something
But you mean nothing to me
I'm sorry you not the one for me

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

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

Bryson Tiller]
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 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 out time to get back flexing
Same who's this ya I switched up on you
What to old boy oh he bitched up on you
Now she want to ride trying to switched up
When I do to cut I hit Rich up on you
He came through Tiller
I'm with killer
Hit [?] like I'm with the nigga young nigga
And now it's trapsoul the boy who rap soul
[?] in the winter like Thanksgiving
Like it's Christmas spirit got a gift with
You niggas stay far from me your bitch get near it

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

Bryson Tiller]
Girl if you don't get the from me
I know you we had something special
But you don't nothing to me
I'm sorry 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 special it's like
They your motivation behind 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 what I'm
(Motivation is key it makes it a lot easier
Of course when you have somebody that is doing the thing
Or even just grinding just as hard it's it's something it's)
So what's motivation
(You)