Not Sorry Lyrics

Yeah

How I made it from the bottom

All the credit to my mama

Can't back in blood, but we got it back in karma

Dogs with the sticks, and dogs with the pharma

Tryna take them out the sticks, put them all up in Bahamas

Leave my feelings behind, had to get up on my grind

I can't, let them treat me like I can't get it how I want it

They wanna see me when we was burning CD's

Said it's all about the dream and I ain't mad about a dollar

But to really paint a picture

You had to see this shit in color

I can't switch up on the mission

Had to get it for my brothers, I said

End button, don't call when I'm recording

And don't call me when I'm zoning

I'm just tryna enjoy the moment, I said

It meant nothing if it came from my opponent, she said

You only miss me when you drunk

But I been missing shit too much

Falling so much out of touch

So don't kick me when I'm down

But lift me when I'm up

Either I don't think of it enough

Or I think of it too much

Spend a day up in my brain

You get the chills if we being real

I don't think of shit the same

And now for real, I get the feels

When I think of all the times

That they told us that we sucked

How that opinion holding up

But I ain't the one to hold a grudge

Cause it changed when they sobered up

Tryna dap us at the club

Tryna go and show us love

Tryna spit a verse to us

Like we could really give a fuck

All this bullshit

I'm supposed to live above

I'm still weaving every punch

You'd have to see where we from

No food at home

I was still eating every lunch

You have to see what we become

Versace on my kicks

I put Versace on my mom

They ain't give me shit

I came this cocky on my own

I ain't sorry at all

It's just been harder to call

I ain't sorry at all

No, I ain't sorry at all

Said I know that it's a blessing

If I call you my dog

Cause I done seen a lot of them fold

And a lot of them fall

I ain't sorry at all

Higher than I get

I know the harder I fall but

I ain't sorry at all

Man, how I made it from the bottom

All the credit to my father

They claim they working hard

But I know we working harder

Ain't really like school

Cause it ain't teach me how to work

Now I'm at it seven days a week

I keep on missing church

Pray to God he let me in

I ain't been living what I'm worth

I never listen when I'm told

Ain't been kicking it with my woes

Man, I ain't no inspiration baby

Especially one to you

Cause I don't even love myself

So how the fuck could I love you

Maybe this is what I need

To keep me off this substance

Neglecting all my problems

Hope I die before I'm old

But I'm ten toes

I ain't never falling

I don't fold, no

Been going through it though

Man, I just need a couple minutes

So I can go and take a breather

Maybe a day for myself

So I can go and fucking mourn

Been flirting with my past

And then she stabbed me in my back

And I was hurting in my side

Like I've been walking through some thorns

Picking roses

Fuck it, I'll get my own flowers

Not sorry for this attitude

Come from taking cold showers

Not sorry for the way that I've been living

Hope they know it ain't my choice

And I'm definitely not sorry

To the neighbors for all this horse power

Not sorry to no one

That I probably offended

And I'm definitely not sorry

For the way that I've been living

Said I'm not sorry for nothing

That I've failed or even tried

My mama taught me early

It's better humble over pride

My father taught me early

Put some money to the side

And my sister taught me early

Blood way thicker than some wine

Funny how my niece

The one that teach me how to walk

I feel like she the only reason

That I turned my life around

It's just been harder to call

I ain't sorry at all

No, I ain't sorry at all

Said I know that it's a blessing

If I call you my dog

Cause I done seen a lot of them fold

And a lot of them fall but, shit

I ain't sorry at all

Higher than I get

I know the harder I fall but, shit

No I ain't sorry at all