Sorry Not Sorry

Lyrics
[Part I] [Intro] Let it rock (Conductor) They done woke up the star seed from Marcy Yeah What you want me to do? Bitch, I'm sorry, haha I'm sorry not sorry Look, ayo [Verse] They fucked around, woke up the star seed from Marcy Not the projects, but them Brooklyn streets where my heart beat 51 Hart Street, 193 Vernon Avenue Niggas with attitudes Mad I'm biggin' up my city, that's something I had to do (Boo, nigga) Do or die, home of the gully where we let lead fly (Bah, bah) 2025, on my bully, I know that men lie (Yeah) Women lie, but Joey don't (Uh) Might Delete Later, I know damn sure that Joеy won't Fuck it, I want all the smoke (Yeah), put my crеdit on the line (Uh) 'Cause niggas can't fuck with me, we talkin' 'bout it line for line The audacity of this nigga, he must be out his mind Haunted by the ghost of Biggie and Pac, I'm them combined Spent many years mindin' mines Out of sight and out of mind, now I'm front in line All the signs saying this my time, swear it's so divine Properly align this little light of mine Promise I'ma let it shine 'til it leave you niggas blind [Interlude] Yeah Respect that, ho Yeah, check that, though Yeah (Light work) Uh [Chorus] What you want me to do? Bitch, I'm sorry I'm sorry not sorry, yeah I said I'm sorry not sorry, bitch I'm sorry not, yeah (Hahahaha) [Part II] [Intro] Yeah Hold on, man, shit (Conductor) We got that foot on you niggas' necks, nigga, haha, look, uh [Verse] And the pockets runs deep, never slow leak Nigga, what's beef? Huh Beef is when a nigga like you can't sleep, uh Wake up with no appetite and now you can't eat, uh Now you can't speak (Nah) Cat got his tongue, he been missin' all week, nah Perfect time to separate the strong from the weak, uh I won't ever hesitate, won't ever miss a beat, nah Stay calm and meditate, but know I gotta be armed Don't be alarmed (Yeah), pistol in my palm To pick apart you pussy niggas plottin' all along (That's right) Yeah, like, "Not today, Satan" (Not today) In fact, me and God been havin' great conversations Admirin' the constellations (Yeah) Every day is new thoughts and new observations Know I gotta move forth, ain't no time for wastin' Know I'm carryin' the torch for my generation with no hesitation [Chorus] Yeah, I'm ten toes deep, you get cold feet Nigga gotta hold heat, that's what the streets told me Written manifesto of a young G Havin' premonitions, many men tryna smoke me (Yeah) I'm ten toes deep, you get cold feet Nigga gotta hold heat, that's what the streets told me (Yeah) Written manifesto of a young G Havin' premonitions, many men tryna smoke me [Outro] Yeah, ayo (Straight like that) Yeah, straight like that, nigga (Uh) Uh Woo Sweet gospel music 2025 music Huh, yeah (I'm back) He's back (Damn, Conductor, where'd you find this?)
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Credits
- Writers
- Joey Bada$$
- Conductor Williams
- Mario Luciano