Lirik Lagu Sorry - The Kid LAROI
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Well, my first time, let's see
Woke up with the sun today, it's another sunny dayI went past my mama crib, 90210, L.A.Bought that shit six months ago, I'm set for life, yeah, some would sayBut every day, I wake up scared that it could be taken from meI'm not givin' nothin' back, I got used to gettin' paidBut no one ever told me what I had to sacrifice for fame (Yeah)I'm just tryin' not to go insaneBut 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 nowGet the fuck up off my phone, I don't wanna hear from yaWent to Mexico for like six daysCame back and now I still feel the same wayFucked up, in painLike, why the fuck I spent a hundred fifty on this plane?Like, why the fuck I spent two-hundred sixty on these chains?Like, how am I so paranoid? I bulletproofed my RangeShit don't make no senseI mean, the pressure's immenseI'm nineteen, tryna navigate money and stressWeird industry friends and my family life is intenseAnd my girl is always upset 'cause I'm always fuckin' workin'Shit, I expect some respectCan't even go on the 'net without someone goin' for my neckI 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, umThat's just one song and plus my albums, there's a couple moreWalked in Louis, bought the store, model bitch, she love coutureAll that sneak dissin' on the internet, you must be boredWant my reaction, but my time some shit's you can't affordI paid like way too much for these diamonds, these bitches ain't flooredI wake up and thank the LordBrand-new drink, I sip and pour it up
Uh, I do not really give a fuckMaybach truck, I pulled it off and I'm sorryAnd I do not really give a fuckWhen 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)
Woke up with the sun today, it's another sunny dayI went past my mama crib, 90210, L.A.Bought that shit six months ago, I'm set for life, yeah, some would sayBut every day, I wake up scared that it could be taken from meI'm not givin' nothin' back, I got used to gettin' paidBut no one ever told me what I had to sacrifice for fame (Yeah)I'm just tryin' not to go insaneBut 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 nowGet the fuck up off my phone, I don't wanna hear from yaWent to Mexico for like six daysCame back and now I still feel the same wayFucked up, in painLike, why the fuck I spent a hundred fifty on this plane?Like, why the fuck I spent two-hundred sixty on these chains?Like, how am I so paranoid? I bulletproofed my RangeShit don't make no senseI mean, the pressure's immenseI'm nineteen, tryna navigate money and stressWeird industry friends and my family life is intenseAnd my girl is always upset 'cause I'm always fuckin' workin'Shit, I expect some respectCan't even go on the 'net without someone goin' for my neckI 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, umThat's just one song and plus my albums, there's a couple moreWalked in Louis, bought the store, model bitch, she love coutureAll that sneak dissin' on the internet, you must be boredWant my reaction, but my time some shit's you can't affordI paid like way too much for these diamonds, these bitches ain't flooredI wake up and thank the LordBrand-new drink, I sip and pour it up
Uh, I do not really give a fuckMaybach truck, I pulled it off and I'm sorryAnd I do not really give a fuckWhen 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)
