Girl, if you don't get the fuck from me I know you thought we had something special But you don't mean nothing to me Girl, I'm sorry you not the one for me Young nigga, young nigga Your friends bad too? Then tell 'em come with you We don't like gold

I won't pick up the phone And you can tell me that you're sorry But I don't believe you baby You don't have to call anymore This is the last straw Don't wanna hurt anymore Like I did before You're not sorry, no no All this time I was wasting

If I could have a beer with Jesus To save a sorry soul like me I'd tell everyone, but no one would believe it Ask him how'd you turn the other cheek I'd tell everyone but no one would believe it Heaven knows I'd sip it nice and slow I'd try to pick a

Will you care When I'm gone And it's time And I've really had enough And I'm sorry For the trouble Thats been costing us so much Splitting apart, it's getting harder to tell what you want So bored with these games, games

Nobody said it was easy Come up to meet you, tell you I'm sorry You don't know how lovely you are I had to find you, tell you I need you Tell you I'll set you apart Tell me your secrets and ask me your questions Oh let's go back to the start Running in

How to party, yeah, we know how to party Pull up on your bitch, tell your man I'm sorry Hundred on my wrist, jumpin' out the 'Rari Ooh, she hit the splits, she know how to party When I'm with my clique, we know how to party I got a few girls on the way,

Tell our dad, I'm sorry (hey) You're an angel You're an angel fallen down, won't you tell us of the clouds You have fallen from the sky, how high, how high? Tell our dad, I'm sorry Ruby I hope I see you, I've waited all this week For you to walk my way,

It's hard to say but now you're gone So does it really matter I'm sorry that I never said How much you had really meant I'm sorry that I never tried To tell you I was on your side They don't seem to know your name Does it really matter? They don't even

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

‘Cause we don’t have the time to be sorry So baby be the life of the party We don’t have to be ordinary Make your best mistakes I’m telling you to take your shot it might be scary Hearts are gonna break We don’t care what them people say We don't care