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Sorry Not Sorry
Bryson Tiller
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Fight Hey Godd**n I'm winnin' Godd**n I'm winnin' I'm winnin' God Got money now you done switched up on me I used to think about how you would act when a nigga got money Now you done switched up on me Now you wanna say "What's up" to me Okay so now you wanna m**e l**e to me Girl if you don't get the **** from me I know you thought we had somethin' special But you don't mean nothin' to me Girl I'm sorry you not the one for me Just be honest girl what you want from me This ain't nothin' new keep it so 100 I can't let none of these nigga s get one up on me I go by Gawd Tiller you better run from me Give hope to my nigga s them nigga s love money Adios to them bitches can't get a hug from me I'm high on life that's what it does for me My numbers goin' up I feel a buzz comin' One up Young nigga young nigga Your friends bad too Then tell 'em come with you 'Cause I'm on nigga And we like bitches with they own shit We don't like gold diggers Girl if you don't get the **** from me I know you thought we had somethin' special But you don't mean nothin' to me Girl I'm sorry you not the one for me This the shit I don't condone in Cheatin' on your man but you can get it if you want it Lookin' for a bad bitch I finally found a culprit nigga takin' shots send 'em back check the postage yeah Hatin' ass nigga why won't you shut up This the mother****in' 502 come up And every time I'm back in the city Every bitch with a hidden agenda run up Cause I'm on nigga Young nigga young nigga Your friends bad too Then tell 'em come with you 'Cause I'm on nigga And we like bitches with they own shit We don't like gold diggers Girl if you don't get the **** from me I know you thought we had somethin' special But you don't mean nothin' to me Girl I'm sorry you not the one for me Every nigga did you wrong except for me I'm next to blow and so you should've been next to me Say you lovesick girl I got the remedy I'll give you long dick and longevity Don't settle for less or for infidelity niggas ain't built like me He can't bag and pipe and leave that p sexy killed like me Or even keep the business behind his lips like me I got a hundred ****in' problems Good brain am I ****in' with a scholar Woodgrain I'ma grip it when I whip it If I take a shot and brick it I'ma flip it Thankful for my papa nigga taught me how to get it Gotta make sure my brothers is eating I'ma split it If she throw that p sexy at me I'ma hit it Pen Griffey but she won't get a penny no Boy if you don't get Young nigga young nigga Your friends bad too Then tell 'em come with you 'Cause I'm on witcha And we like bitches with they own shit We don't like gold diggers Girl if you don't get the **** from me I know you thought we had somethin' special But you don't mean nothin' to me Girl I'm sorry you not the one for me Hey Godd**n Hey We don't like gold diggers Godd**n I'm winnin' I'm winnin' Godd**n I'm winnin' Oh no
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