sorry
bbno$
The easy, fast & fun way to learn how to sing: 30DaySinger.com
First off, please don't ask me how I did it Mommy got me winning, yeah I'm glad I ate my spinach I ain't that extra, pockets always empty Need a little extra if I gave up You could find myself like Rottin' in a lecture at the rate I'm goin' This baby's gonna be an adult next year Yes, of course, I know it When I'm in my thoughts, i never show off But I'm working hard, I'm Losing sleep, so yes, i do enjoy it All y'all like me for a reason so Let me tell you a little something And I just did seven shows, sold out the tour And my bank grows evеry time The bag is securеd whip a Range Rover Speedin' to the top let me steer It's gettin' near, it's gettin' near It's in the clear, it's in the clear There's a big bad bag by my Feet so I ran it up Make a little cash from my deeds Hopin' ain't enough Workin' on my craft every week Never turnt up bankin' on my luck Hopin' I'll never get stuck (Baby) Baby, only 'bout this guala, lady friend I'm sorry baby, make your favorite rapper Look like shit, i'm sorry (I'm sorry) baby always killin' shit I wonder if he's sorry I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I Said I'm fuckin' sorry, yeah Baby, only 'bout this guala Lady friend I'm sorry (I'm sorry) Baby, make your favorite rapper look Like shit I'm sorry (I'm sorry) Baby always killin' shit I Wonder if he's sorry i'm sorry, I'm sorry I said I'm fuckin' sorry Bro, I think we made a fuckin' hit I went to school, I got that paper Mind is always on some paper Dodgin' all these calls from Every single label, i don't taper Double up my dose of Jäger Industry is filled with fakers Got the recipe like Martha, baby Might just be a baker (Woah) There's a science to it, yeah Makin' money made me quite a connoisseur man Flip a five, make a fifty Still an amateur man Break her heart, sew the bag I'm a saboteur man, yeah Finally hit six digit's, yeah, I Hope this was the plan, yeah Lost some friendships on the way I hope you understand, yeah Go back to a 9 to 5, yeah, f*ck that I'll be damned Stay away from Xan, ego stable on the land If you ain't about my grind I don't f*ck with you, i'm sorry If you don't get why I do This shit, well, pussy boy, i'm sorry If I left you all behind It's for a reason, boy, i'm sorry I'm sorry, I'm sorry I'm really fuckin' sorry Baby, only 'bout this guala, lady friend I'm sorry baby, make your favorite rapper Look like shit, i'm sorry (I'm sorry) baby always killin' shit I wonder if he's sorry I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I Said I'm fuckin' sorry, yeah Baby, only 'bout this guala Lady friend I'm sorry (I'm sorry) Baby, make your favorite rapper look Like shit I'm sorry (I'm sorry) Baby always killin' shit I Wonder if he's sorry i'm sorry, I'm sorry I said I'm fuckin' sorry I said I'm fuckin' sorry I said I'm fuckin' sorry
Struggling with sorry? Become a better singer in 30 days with these videos!
Written by: ALEXANDER GUMUCHIAN, DANIEL KYRIAKIDES, DAVID WILSON, WYATT SANDERS
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Citation
Use the citation below to add these lyrics to your bibliography:
Style:MLAChicagoAPA
"sorry Lyrics." Lyrics.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 6 Jun 2024. <https://www.lyrics.com/lyric-lf/10767127/bbno%24/sorry>.
Discuss the sorry Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In