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Sorry Not Sorry

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97

Words

720

Album Tracks

2

Produced by Millibeatz & Timbaland
Intro: Bryson Tiller & Street Fighter II Game Announcer

Fight!

Hey

Goddamn

I'm winnin'

(Hey) Goddamn

I'm winnin', I'm winnin'

God, damn, I'm winnin'

Got money, now you done switched up on me

Verse 1: Bryson Tiller

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 make love to me (Ayy)

Chorus: Bryson Tiller

Girl, if you don't get the fuck from me (Get away)

I know you thought we had somethin' special

But you don't mean nothin' to me (You don't mean nothin')

Girl, I'm sorry, you not the one for me (Oh no)

Verse 2: Bryson Tiller

Just be honest, girl, what you want from me? (What you want?)

This ain't nothin' new, keep it so 100 (Keep it 100)

I can't let none of these niggas get one up on me (One up)

I go by God Tiller, you better run from me (Don't mean nun')

Give hope to my niggas, them niggas love money (Oh no)

Adios to them bitches, can't get a hug from me (What you want?)

I'm high on life, that's what it does for me (Too high up)

My numbers goin' up, I feel a buzz comin' (One up)

Pre-Chorus: Bryson Tiller

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 (Ayy)

Chorus: Bryson Tiller

Girl, if you don't get the fuck from me (Get away)

I know you thought we had somethin' special

But you don't mean nothin' to me (You don't mean nothin')

Girl, I'm sorry, you not the one for me (Oh no)

Verse 3: Bryson Tiller

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, yuh

Hatin' ass nigga, why won't you shut up?

This the motherfuckin' 502, come up (Come up)

And every time I'm back in the city

Every bitch with a hidden agenda run up (Cause I'm on, nigga)

Pre-Chorus: Bryson Tiller

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 (Ayy)

Chorus: Bryson Tiller

Girl, if you don't get the fuck from me (Get away)

I know you thought we had somethin' special

But you don't mean nothin' to me (You don't mean nothin')

Girl, I'm sorry, you not the one for me (Oh no)

Verse 4: Bryson Tiller, KWEY B

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 pussy killed like me

Or even, keep the business behind his lips like me

I got a, hundred fuckin' problems

Good brain, am I fuckin' with a scholar?

Woodgrain, I'mma grip it when I whip it

If I take a shot and brick it, I'mma flip it

Thankful for my papa, nigga taught me how to get it

Gotta make sure my brothers is eating, I'mma split it

If she throw that pussy at me, I'mma hit it

Pen Griffey, but she won't get a penny, no

(Boy, if you don't get—)

Pre-Chorus: Bryson Tiller

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 (Ayy)

Chorus: Bryson Tiller

Girl, if you don't get the fuck from me (Get away)

I know you thought we had somethin' special

But you don't mean nothin' to me (You don't mean nothin')

Girl, I'm sorry, you not the one for me (Oh no)

Outro: Bryson Tiller

Hey!

Goddamn!

I'm winning!

Hey!

Goddamn!

(We don't like gold diggers)

I'm winnin', I'm winnin'

God—damn, I'm winnin'

Oh no!

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