SORRY

作曲 : Marco Parisi/Charlton Howard/Antonio Zito/Michael Mule/Isaac De Boni/Edgar Ferrera/Jahmal Gwin/Giampaolo Parisi/Khadijah Anwar/Thomas McGee

作词 : Charlton Howard/Marco Parisi/Antonio Zito/Michael Mule/Isaac De Boni/Edgar Ferrera/Jahmal Gwin/Jack Parisi/Khadijah Anwar/Thomas McGee

Well, my first time, let's see

Woke up with the sun today, it's another sunny day

I went past my mama crib, 90210, L.A.​​

But that shit six months ago, I'm set for life, yeah, some would say

But every day, I wake up scared that it could be taken from me

I'm not givin' nothing back, I got used to gettin' paid

But no one ever told me what I had to sacrifice for fame (Yeah)

I'm just tryin' not to go insane

But I got all this weight on me and I just wanna run away (Yeah)

I don't wanna hear from you, I'm losin' my temper now

Get the **** up off my phone, I don't wanna hear from ya

Went to Mexico for like six days

Came back and now I still feel thе same way

****ed up, in pain

Like, why thе **** I spent a hundred fifty on this plane?

Like, why the **** I spent two hundred sixty on these chains?

Like, how am I so paranoid? I bulletproofed my range

Shit don't make no sense

I mean, the pressure's immense

I'm nineteen tryna navigate money and stress

Weird industry friends and my family life is intense

And my girl is always upset 'cause I'm always ****in' workin'

Shit, I expect some respect

Can't even go on the 'net without someone goin' for my neck

I forget that I'm blessed, I pray to God, I hope it's a test

'Cause I've been givin' so much, I don't know what I got left

Hold on, baby, check the score, why the hell you talkin' for?

How many weeks on Billboard? Top ten, like forty-four, um

That's just one song and plus my albums, there's a couple more

Walked in Louis, bought the store, model b***h, she love couture

All that sneak dissin' on the internet, you must be bored

Want my reaction, but my time some shit you can't afford

I paid like way too much for these diamonds, these b*****s ain't floored

I wake up and thank the Lord

Brand-new drink, I sip and pour it up

Uh, I do not really give a ****

Maybach truck, I pulled it off and I'm sorry

And I do not really give a ****

When I get high, I just get stuck and I'm sorry

(I am, I am, I am)

(I am, I am, I am)

(Sorry, sorry)

(Sorry)