Full Lyrics : Bryson Tiller - Sorry Not Sorry

Sorry Not Sorry Lyrics - Bryson Tiller

Bryson Tiller - Sorry Not Sorry Lyrics

I used to think about how you would act

When a nigga got money

Now you done switched up

Now you wanna say wassup to me

Okay, so now you wanna make love to me

Girl if you don't get the fuck away from me

I know you thought we had something special

But you don't meant nothing for me

Girl I'm sorry you're not the one for me

Jubby I ain't know what you want from me

This ain't nothing you keeping so 100

I can't let none of these niggas get one upon me

I go but I tell you better run from me

Give hope to my niggas, them niggas love money

Adios to the bitches can't get a hug from me

I'm high on life, that's what it does for me

My numbers going up, I feel a buzz coming

Young nigga, young nigga, your friend's bad too

Them tell them to come with you

And we like bitches with their own shit

We don't like gold diggers

Girl if you don't get the fuck away from me

I know you thought we had something special

But you don't meant nothing for me

Girl I'm sorry you're not the one for me

This the shit I don't condone it

Cheating on your man but you could get it if you wanted

Looking for a bad bitch I finally found the culprit

Nigga taking shots till I'm back to the posted

Yeah, hey mad nigga, why won't you shut up

It's the motherfucker 502 come up

And every time I'm back in the city

Every bitch within ??? run up

Young nigga, young nigga, your friend's bad too

Them tell them to come with you

And we like bitches with their own shit

We don't like gold diggers

Girl if you don't get the fuck away from me

I know you thought we had something special

But you don't meant nothing for me

Girl I'm sorry you're not the one for me

Every nigga did you wrong except for me

I'm next to blowing so you shoulda been next to me

Say you lost it, girl I got the remedy

Idea long, taking long ???

Don't settle for less or for infidelity

Niggas ain't real like me

He came back and pipe it leave that pussy killed like we are even

Keep the bindess behind his looks like me I gotta

100 fucking problems, good brain, I'm now fucking with a scholar

Wood grain, 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 pussy at me I'ma hit it

Pan griffy, but she won't get up and you know

Young nigga, young nigga, your friend's bad too

Them tell them to come with you

And we like bitches with their own shit

We don't like gold diggers

Girl if you don't get the fuck away from me

I know you thought we had something special

But you don't meant nothing for me

Girl I'm sorry you're not the one for me

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