Sorry, I ain't sorry I ain't thinking 'bout you I ain't sorry, nigga, nah I ain't sorry Middle fingers up, put them hands high Wave it in his face, tell him, boy, bye No no, hell nah He trying to roll me up, I ain't picking up Headed to the club, I ain't

I'm still good So I might slip again, That don't mean anything Pick myself up again Let it in now and then When I fall in some mess Trying to be my best I think about it When I wanna give up

You see the hits? Lightwork Uh, you see the hits? Lightwork Long sentence, got bars, I'm a lifer No more pics with niggas we don't really fuck with Drop the beat then she might twerk Mi nah pick up Pecknarm yeah? You see the ting that ah gwarn It's a