Luyện nghe bài hát Sorry

My cup over with pinot grigio, hold up
You bogus in the if you ain't lifting the door up
You bogus pills if you ain't pickin the ho up
You bogus running out on kids my nigga grow up
For God's sake, a wedding, cutting large cake
For large stakes let the hammer bang day
Ay, nevermind the blogs say
This what my mind and my say

My philosophy profit off of my
Get it, it, we got to be rich, that broke shit is obsolete
Possibly off of my rocker, how you watching me
Sophisticated, psychotic, fly as a
Officially silent, all you you could get I got it
Unlimited titanium nigga, in yo wallet?
Out of gladiator college, I it summa cum laude
While you clowns couldn't have got a cap and if you bought it
I with Saudis, buying crude oil and diamonds
Hustle January, July, fly to
A broke nigga me 'bout how I'm dividing the pies
Like a blind nigga telling me an eye for an eye
Bullheaded and I be that way until I die
But find a nigga with hustle then me I dare you to try
And to the hand on my Audemar
It's my time to shine so ya'll

What should I be for
Who should I be to
What should I be for
Who I be sorry to
The fact is you please everybody
You can't please
What should I be for
Who should I be to

I grew up in the gutter, a motherfucker
I guess that why I don't a motherfucker
Seen a snitch on they mom, shoot at they brother
Go to in love with a bitch and a nigga fuck her
I seen G's destroyed by real suckers
Innocent raped and defenceless babies abducted
Such a truth, but you see it over and over
It's nothing, get numb to it and your heart colder
your pain with a chain and a Rover
Fuck it, justify your with stacking your dough up
You up with a brick of cocaine and baking soda
Just enough for me to blow up, nigga up
Switch the flow up, 'cause these be snitchin' so much
I promise all they the badge, coffee, and donuts
Go to so what, never see my integrity perish
That ain't the Harris' way, my pedigree
I'm one of the only ones who keep it 100
Probably why I think they all out to get me, you can't me
Large money and fame will plant seeds of
To make my partners resent me enough to and get me
me slippin' and hit me, just like they did 50
'Cause I'm in the position that he think he should be
Listen, dawg, the of the matter is
I'm on a narrow path and we all travel

What should I be for
Who I be sorry to
should I be sorry for
Who I be sorry to
The fact is you can't please
You can't everybody
What I be sorry for
Who should I be toy

What it ain't, it is?
Even if you gotta
I learned that apartment is way more exciting than a big ass on a hill
I used to be a way writer and a rapper
When I used to want a black Ghia
Now a nigga in a Porsche
like I'm going off a course
Cut these fuck off
Negative in my life, that till I'm hoarse
Duck get the fuck off me projectiles, bitch you ain't really got a choice
I'm living my live yours
I don't even rapping fast, but that's how the word come to me
Talk to me sideways that's your ass
Slow it down, this that shit that'll make you your momma
Say hey I'm for begging for all them clothes you couldn't afford
And this the type of shit that'll make you call rap partner
And say I'm sorry I'm awkward, my for fuckin' up the tours
I all the attention so I ran from it
Fuck it if we did, but I hope we ain't lose no fans it
I'm a grown-ass kid, you know ain't never cared about no money
Why do we try so to be stars, just to dodge comments
And this that shit that'll make you call your mama
When you gone on half a pill, don't why but that's how it is
Then you take a flight back to the crib, y'all love like college kids
And you say all the shit you gon' do better, we can try shit again
'Round the time the wear off, you feel stupid, she feel lost
That's that dope, I mean, I mean dopamine you think Cupid done off
Waiting in the with her arms crossed
Baby boy face full of
Maybe should stayed but it ain't yo fault
Too much pressure, I peel off, I'm
Was and had to choose between you
And what the of the world might offer me, shit what would you do
Well I'd probably do it differently if the chance
Only if some cool ass older man let me know in advance
This, quarry, that is dug so deep in a father's chest
When he feel he's broken up his nest
And he figured shit he was just doing the that he could
Which end up being the worst that he
And all some pussy nigga on the can say is that verse ain't good
boring, boring?

When I'm disgusted this world and I can hardly breathe and
Told so lies, don't know what to believe
I discussed it with this girl, and this is she said
She said lay down baby, baby, rest your weary up
I love these distractions but my mind don't rest
But my disagree so I laid up on her breasts, yes
Ooooh, you are so fucking
I woke up the morning with new purpose on my mind

Ooooh, who knows your
Who knows your body