U Sorry!

(Worldwidenovember)

There's no back to us, it's just back to me, stop playing

And her next one lame as fuck, I know he not the same

Get you what you want, she look good for me

Yeah, I check my watch, I get bored easily

Yeah, and you spending all your bands on fine shit, you sorry

Everytime I'm chasing money, get new enemies

Everytime she fuck another, yeah she think of me (yeah, woah)

I don't give out no advice, they never listening

I been counting bands, bands, had to let you go