LRC歌词
[ti:Sorry]
[ar:#1 Hits Now]
[00:01.20]Sorry - #1 Hits Now
[00:03.78]My cup runneth over with Pinot Grigio, hold up
[00:06.56]You bogus in the lambo
[00:07.81]If you ain't lifting the door up
[00:09.51]You bogus poppin' pills
[00:10.46]If you ain't pickin' the ho up
[00:12.46]You bogus running out on your
[00:13.65]Kids my ni**a grow up
[00:15.45]For God's sake, like a wedding,
[00:17.82]Cutting large cake
[00:18.90]For large stakes let the hammer
[00:20.67]Bang broad day
[00:22.09]Ay, nevermind what the blogs say
[00:24.76]This what my mind and my heart say
[00:28.28]My philosophy profit off of my properties
[00:30.67]Get it, flip it, we got to be rich,
[00:32.56]That broke sh*t is obsolete
[00:34.03]Possibly off of my rocker,
[00:35.62]Watch how you watching me
[00:37.10]Sophisticated, psychotic, fly as a pilot
[00:39.63]Officially silent, all you wish you could get I got it
[00:42.91]Unlimited titanium ni**a, what's in yo wallet?
[00:45.50]Out of gladiator college,
[00:47.20]I made it summa cum laude
[00:48.78]While you clowns couldn't have
[00:50.11]Got a cap and gown if you bought it
[00:51.85]I parlay with Saudis, buying
[00:53.29]Crude oil and diamonds
[00:54.93]Hustle January, July, fly to Dubai
[00:57.83]A broke ni**a telling me 'bout
[00:59.15]How I'm dividing the pies
[01:00.33]Like a blind ni**a telling me
[01:02.51]It's an eye for an eye
[01:04.11]Bullheaded and stubborn
[01:05.41]I be that way until I die
[01:06.94]But find a ni**a with more hustle
[01:08.53]Than me I dare you to try
[01:10.82]And according to the hand on my Audemar
[01:14.12]It's my time to shine so f**k y'all
[01:16.06](Hook)
[01:16.46]What should I be sorry for
[01:18.60]Who should I be sorry to
[01:21.63]What should I be sorry for
[01:24.19]Who should I be sorry to
[01:28.48]The fact is you can't please everybody
[01:32.09]You can't please everybody
[01:36.85]What should I be sorry for
[01:39.88]Who should I be sorry to
[01:41.56]I grew up in the gutter, life a motherf**ker
[01:44.60]I get that why I don't trust a motherf**ker
[01:46.82]Seen a ni**a snitch on they mom,
[01:48.47]Shoot at they brother
[01:49.48]Go to prison in love with
[01:50.93]A b**ch and a ni**a f**k her
[01:52.64]I seen real G's destroyed by real suckers
[01:55.39]Innocent ladies raped and
[01:57.21]Defenseless babies abducted
[01:58.76]Such a horrible truth,
[02:00.08]But you see it over and over
[02:01.73]It's nothing, you numb to it and
[02:03.59]Your heart grow colder
[02:05.09]Pacify your pain with a chain and a Rover
[02:07.86]F**k it, justify your action by
[02:09.36]Stacking your dough up
[02:10.97]You show up with a brick of coc*ine and baking soda
[02:13.82]Just enough for me to blow up, ni**a hold up
[02:17.04]Switch the flow up, cause these ni**as
[02:18.95]Be snitchin' so much
[02:20.02]I promise all they missing's the badge,
[02:22.02]Coffee, and donut
[02:23.15]Go to jail so what, never see my integrity perish
[02:26.63]That ain't the Harris' way, study my pedigree
[02:29.04]Promise I'm one of the only ones who keep it 100
[02:32.07]Probably why I think they all out to get me,
[02:34.12]You can't convince me
[02:35.30]Large money and fame will plant seeds of envy
[02:38.03]To make my partners resent me enough
[02:40.28]To come and get me
[02:41.46]Catch me slippin' and hit me,
[02:42.88]Just like they did 50
[02:44.20]Cause I'm in the position that
[02:45.67]He think he should be given
[02:47.36]Listen, dawg, the fact of the matter is
[02:50.64]I'm on a narrow path and we all can't travel
[02:52.37](Hook)
[02:53.18]What should I be sorry for
[02:55.60]Who should I be sorry to
[02:58.81]What should I be sorry for
[03:01.86]Who should I be sorry to
[03:05.67]The fact is you can't please everybody
[03:09.60]You can't please everybody
[03:13.99]What should I be sorry for
[03:17.05]Who should I be sorry to
[03:18.61]What it ain't, what it is?
[03:19.79]Even if you gotta live
[03:20.86]I learned that apartment is way more
[03:21.99]Exciting than a big a** house on a hill
[03:23.92]I used to be a way better writer and a rapper
[03:25.66]When I used to want a black Karmann Ghia
[03:27.18]Now a ni**a speeding in a Porsche
[03:28.60]Feeling like I'm going off a course
[03:29.93]Cut these f**k ni**as off
[03:30.70]Ni**a Tip in my life, scream that till I'm hoarse
[03:33.00]Duck these get the f**k off me projectiles,
[03:34.71]B**ch you ain't really got a choice
[03:36.28]I'm living my life live yours
[03:37.59]I don't even like rapping fast,
[03:38.87]But that's how the word come to me
[03:40.17]Talk to me sideways ni**a that's your a**
[03:42.22]Slow it down, this that sh*t that'll
[03:43.71]Make you call your momma
[03:44.89]Say hey I'm sorry for begging for
[03:46.36]All them clothes you couldn't afford
[03:48.37]And this the type of sh*t that'll
[03:49.50]Make you call your rap partner
[03:50.52]And say I'm sorry I'm awkward,
[03:52.26]My fault for f**kin' up the tours
[03:55.05]I hated all the attention so I ran from it
[03:57.08]F**k it if we did, but I hope
[03:59.48]We ain't lose no fans from it
[04:01.26]I'm a grown-a** kid, you know
[04:02.27]Ain't never cared about no damn money
[04:03.54]Why do we try so hard to be stars,
[04:05.45]Just to dodge comments
[04:06.57]And this that sh*t that'll make
[04:08.17]You call your baby mama
[04:09.47]When you gone on half a pill,
[04:10.81]Don't know why but that I did
[04:12.27]Then you take a flight back to the crib,
[04:13.86]Y'all make love like college kids
[04:15.18]And you say all the sh*t you gon' do better,
[04:16.75]We can try this sh*t again
[04:18.30]'Round the time the d**e wear off,
[04:19.56]You feel stupid, she feel lost
[04:20.96]That's that d**e, I mean, I mean dopamine
[04:22.78]You think Cupid done worn off
[04:24.22]Waiting in the hallway with her arms crossed
[04:25.83]Her baby boy face full of applesauce
[04:27.28]Maybe should have stayed but it ain't yo fault
[04:28.98]Too much pressure, I fell off, I'm sorry
[04:31.68]Was young and had to choose between you
[04:33.60]And what the rest of the world might offer me,
[04:35.31]Sh*t what would you do
[04:36.48]Well I'd probably do it differently
[04:38.44]If second the chance
[04:39.41]Only if some cool a** older man
[04:40.97]Would've let me know in advance
[04:42.37]This, this quarry, that is dug
[04:44.37]So deep in a father's chest
[04:45.68]When he feel that he's broken up his nest
[04:47.13]And he figured sh*t he was just
[04:48.19]Doing the best that he could
[04:49.86]Which end up being the worst that he could
[04:51.81]And all some p**sy ni**a on the
[04:53.20]Internet can say is that verse ain't good
[04:55.03]It's boring - boring?
文本歌词
Sorry - #1 Hits Now
My cup runneth over with Pinot Grigio, hold up
You bogus in the lambo
If you ain't lifting the door up
You bogus poppin' pills
If you ain't pickin' the ho up
You bogus running out on your
Kids my ni**a grow up
For God's sake, like a wedding,
Cutting large cake
For large stakes let the hammer
Bang broad day
Ay, nevermind what the blogs say
This what my mind and my heart say
My philosophy profit off of my properties
Get it, flip it, we got to be rich,
That broke sh*t is obsolete
Possibly off of my rocker,
Watch how you watching me
Sophisticated, psychotic, fly as a pilot
Officially silent, all you wish you could get I got it
Unlimited titanium ni**a, what's in yo wallet?
Out of gladiator college,
I made it summa cum laude
While you clowns couldn't have
Got a cap and gown if you bought it
I parlay with Saudis, buying
Crude oil and diamonds
Hustle January, July, fly to Dubai
A broke ni**a telling me 'bout
How I'm dividing the pies
Like a blind ni**a telling me
It's an eye for an eye
Bullheaded and stubborn
I be that way until I die
But find a ni**a with more hustle
Than me I dare you to try
And according to the hand on my Audemar
It's my time to shine so f**k y'all
(Hook)
What should I be sorry for
Who should I be sorry to
What should I be sorry for
Who should I be sorry to
The fact is you can't please everybody
You can't please everybody
What should I be sorry for
Who should I be sorry to
I grew up in the gutter, life a motherf**ker
I get that why I don't trust a motherf**ker
Seen a ni**a snitch on they mom,
Shoot at they brother
Go to prison in love with
A b**ch and a ni**a f**k her
I seen real G's destroyed by real suckers
Innocent ladies raped and
Defenseless babies abducted
Such a horrible truth,
But you see it over and over
It's nothing, you numb to it and
Your heart grow colder
Pacify your pain with a chain and a Rover
F**k it, justify your action by
Stacking your dough up
You show up with a brick of coc*ine and baking soda
Just enough for me to blow up, ni**a hold up
Switch the flow up, cause these ni**as
Be snitchin' so much
I promise all they missing's the badge,
Coffee, and donut
Go to jail so what, never see my integrity perish
That ain't the Harris' way, study my pedigree
Promise I'm one of the only ones who keep it 100
Probably why I think they all out to get me,
You can't convince me
Large money and fame will plant seeds of envy
To make my partners resent me enough
To come and get me
Catch me slippin' and hit me,
Just like they did 50
Cause I'm in the position that
He think he should be given
Listen, dawg, the fact of the matter is
I'm on a narrow path and we all can't travel
(Hook)
What should I be sorry for
Who should I be sorry to
What should I be sorry for
Who should I be sorry to
The fact is you can't please everybody
You can't please everybody
What should I be sorry for
Who should I be sorry to
What it ain't, what it is?
Even if you gotta live
I learned that apartment is way more
Exciting than a big a** house on a hill
I used to be a way better writer and a rapper
When I used to want a black Karmann Ghia
Now a ni**a speeding in a Porsche
Feeling like I'm going off a course
Cut these f**k ni**as off
Ni**a Tip in my life, scream that till I'm hoarse
Duck these get the f**k off me projectiles,
B**ch you ain't really got a choice
I'm living my life live yours
I don't even like rapping fast,
But that's how the word come to me
Talk to me sideways ni**a that's your a**
Slow it down, this that sh*t that'll
Make you call your momma
Say hey I'm sorry for begging for
All them clothes you couldn't afford
And this the type of sh*t that'll
Make you call your rap partner
And say I'm sorry I'm awkward,
My fault for f**kin' up the tours
I hated all the attention so I ran from it
F**k it if we did, but I hope
We ain't lose no fans from it
I'm a grown-a** kid, you know
Ain't never cared about no damn money
Why do we try so hard to be stars,
Just to dodge comments
And this that sh*t that'll make
You call your baby mama
When you gone on half a pill,
Don't know why but that I did
Then you take a flight back to the crib,
Y'all make love like college kids
And you say all the sh*t you gon' do better,
We can try this sh*t again
'Round the time the d**e wear off,
You feel stupid, she feel lost
That's that d**e, I mean, I mean dopamine
You think Cupid done worn off
Waiting in the hallway with her arms crossed
Her baby boy face full of applesauce
Maybe should have stayed but it ain't yo fault
Too much pressure, I fell off, I'm sorry
Was young and had to choose between you
And what the rest of the world might offer me,
Sh*t what would you do
Well I'd probably do it differently
If second the chance
Only if some cool a** older man
Would've let me know in advance
This, this quarry, that is dug
So deep in a father's chest
When he feel that he's broken up his nest
And he figured sh*t he was just
Doing the best that he could
Which end up being the worst that he could
And all some p**sy ni**a on the
Internet can say is that verse ain't good
It's boring - boring?