When I get drunk, and talk to God I wish that I could go to church but I'm too ashamed of me I hate the fact it takes a bottle to get me on my knees And I hope he'll forgive the things you ain't forgot I say I'm sorry for all the things I'm not I mean

Sorry that I've been livin' in my head Holdin' onto words I ain't said yet I'm bit of sorry, I just can't see You with someone that isn't me You should know I've been tryna find my peace I know it's difficult being with me But I just wanna love you this

Prices are high now darlin', and all the good jobs are gone Sorry to say, baby, things ain't what they used to be Times is hard, baby and the hustle is really on Times is hard, baby, the hustle is really on Better get yourself a job now, baby, I'm tired

Sorry, y'all, I ain't got no haters All I got is mother fuckin' players We get money in mother fuckin' layers All I got is maids and waiters All I got is suits and gators Y'all niggas lost and I'm Las Vegas Everybody love black ass Darth Vader You and

Just hold on tight to me, girl Fuck you back to sleep, girl, and rock you back Ain't sorry that I woke ya, ain't sorry 'bout ya job Call sick in the morning so I can get a little bit more of your love Right back, rock you back Wake up, wake up, wake up,

Yes, no, maybe I'm sorry for talking crazy Don't do this to me, baby (But I ain't really tripping if you ain't tryna come back Fuck that, you can stay wherever you at) (I just wanna know, are you playing games with my heart? Could've sworn that you

Teach me how to unlearn a lesson Teach me how to forget, replace the character set Teach me how to forget, 'cause I ain't sorry just yet Get her out of here It was years ago Give her space, give her speed Give her anything she needs Give her weed, give

Clothespin all your secrets to the line, line, line Leave 'em blowing in the wind, just say goodbye to you All those midnights sneaking in I'm late again, oh, I'm so sorry All the Ajax in the world ain't gonna clean your dirty laundry Found it over in

Sorry, if I'm perfect Sorry, I don't give a Sorry, I ain't a diva Sorry, just know what I want Sorry, I'm not a virgin Sorry, I'm not a slut

Sitting here, patching myself up Crying over what's left, 'cause Without you I ain't shit, but no pressure Guess I gotta learn my lesson I know that I've been swerving on this course Can't find me somewhere writin' when I'm wrong Girl, I'm just tryna see