Everyone says how good tyler is and he is absolutely amazing but the production on this song makes me feel emotional by just the beat whoever produced this shit needs an award
Na this instrumental hit different Gives me igor and okaga ca vibes a lil I really like this better than songs on the original glad he released a deluxe
Pardon me, excusez-moi (I'm sorry) Yeah, I coulda made a better choice I mean, what the fuck? I'm sorry I'm fuckin' sorry Yeah I'm sorry, I'm sorry I don't see you more I'm sorry that the four minutes where you see your son could feel like a chore Sis', I'm sorry I'm your kin Sorry we ain't close as we should've been Sorry to my old friends The stories we coulda wrote if our egos didn't take the pen Sorry to the freaks I led on (nah, for real, I'm sorry) Who thought their life was gonna change 'cause I gave 'em head on But instead, I sped off, yeah, I know I'm dead wrong Sorry to the guys I had to hide Sorry to the girls I had to lie to Who ain't need to know if I was by the lake switchin' tides, too Anyway, I don't wanna talk Sorry if you gotta dig for info I don't wanna give So you stalk, make up fibs Just to talk 'bout my private life 'cause you weird (uh) Met that girl this year (but), that's none ya biz Give enough with my art, know your place My personal space, y'all don't need to to be a part I'm sorry I don't wanna link (I don't wanna link) And small talk over dinner, I don't even drink Can't guilt trip me, I'm ice cold, roller rink Nigga-nigga-nigga, read the room Don't assume niggas is cool Stay in your pocket, this is pool Blah, blah, blah, blah 'bout trauma You ain't special, everybody got problems, uh Sorry I'm not empathetic Sorry you think I'm pathetic Sorry I don't wanna bro down, sorry I don't know your pronouns I don't mean no disrespect, but, damn, we just met, calm the fuck down Oh, I'm out of touch and I'm a jerk? A bank account could never match my worth (that nigga gettin' money, he a dick now) Sorry Mother Earth, pollutin' air with chemicals and dirt These cars ain't gonna buy and drive theyselves What the hell you think I work for? Not to not explore and stay the same Sorry to the fans who say I changed, 'cause I did Sorry you don't know me on a personal level to pinpoint what it is Sorry to my ancestors (I'm so sorry), I know I'm supposed to fight (I know) But this ice shinin' brighter than a black man's plight, I'ma make it right In the meantime, I'll give some advice while these blood diamonds gettin' cleaned off Nigga, fuck the price, spend it then, then again I can't save niggas, I'm not Superman, but I could try I'm sorry I'm pretentious Sorry that the talent, knowledge, passion isn't missin' Sorry when I talk my shit and I could back it up with confidence It get you niggas trippin', man Fuck the numbers, fuck a hook You put me on a stage and I'll show you the difference Let me see y'all hit a stage (no, y'all can't do it) Let me see y'all write a page (y'all not gon' do it) Let me see you make a decision I made And claim that I don't know about minimum wage or Section 8 Water in the ketchup bottle to stretch when niggas ate Gettin' pressed by niggas hoppin' gates Thinkin' it's normal 'cause you ain't supposed to make it past 18 Or escape the Figure 8 cycle And I promise this is like a diet I'ma make a way and I did, did Feel good, work paid off, now we gon' celebrate But niggas claim you arrogant When they can't relate to moments of feelin' great So they aim, duck-duck-duck 'em Shot right back, buck-buck-buck 'em Sorry, not sorry (buck 'em, buck 'em) I got two words, fuck 'em Okay, cool And like that We really mean it this time I guarantee another era is upon us So once again, we gone
I'm sorry I'm sorry that I wasn't changing Doing things you wanted I'm sorry that I hated I know we're the same and if I try you'd get compensated I had an image in my mind of how I wanted you to be But didn't realize that you were a reflection of me And all my actions that I took Everything that I tried All the times I wished I'd died All the emotions that I poured Would be reflected, towards You Can't blame you for not changing when I am the one at fault, and I rejected Taking blame Couldn't see perspective, nothing's changed Neglected growth now I'm the same I'm sorry that I hurt you I'm sorry I am not perfect Can't seem to find love and it's hurting Experiences haven't been full of joy but that's life Strife part of this journey, fight What I be yearning My, head be turning I’m sick I’m fucking sick Man fuck this shit Man fuck that bitch Man I’m the shit Man I’m him Fuck you Fuck them Uh Progress takes time And I’m not sorry for taking mine I’m sorry that I couldn’t find Time for you though Your special cause your me Treating you differently means treating me Better It took time to realize that you and me together It’s funny See youre a direct reflection Every time I look in the mirror I see our imperfections And it burns a hole in our chest but it’s a lesson Change happens when you decide to chase progression Together In unison
I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry, I'm sorry for making you mad I'm sorry I'm sorry for making you sad, I'm sorry I'm sorry for being bad, I'm sorry I'm sorry I can't own up to my mistakes I'm sorry for all those nights we stay up late, I'm sorry I'm sorry for making you wait, I'm sorry I'm sorry for arriving late, I'm sorry for all my mistakes, I know holding you back was wrong, cause I never felt this strong, not letting you go was wrong, now feeling everything was wrong, you made me wanna yell, I can never tell, how much I hated and loved you back I'm sorry I'm sorry for myself I'm sorry
Pardon me, excusez-moi (I'm sorry) Yeah, I coulda made a better choice I mean, what the fuck? I'm sorry I'm fuckin' sorry Yeah I'm sorry, I'm sorry I don't see you more I'm sorry that the four minutes where you see your son could feel like a chore Sis', I'm sorry I'm your kin Sorry we ain't close as we should've been Sorry to my old friends The stories we coulda wrote if our egos didn't take the pen Sorry to the freaks I led on (nah, for real, I'm sorry) Who thought their life was gonna change 'cause I gave 'em head on But instead, I sped off, yeah, I know I'm dead wrong Sorry to the guys I had to hide Sorry to the girls I had to lie to Who ain't need to know if I was by the lake switchin' tides, too Anyway, I don't wanna talk Sorry if you gotta dig for info I don't wanna give So you stalk, make up fibs Just to talk 'bout my private life 'cause you weird (uh) Met that girl this year (but), that's none ya biz Give enough with my art, know your place My personal space, y'all don't need to to be a part I'm sorry I don't wanna link (I don't wanna link) And small talk over dinner, I don't even drink Can't guilt trip me, I'm ice cold, roller rink Nigga-nigga-nigga, read the room Don't assume niggas is cool Stay in your pocket, this is pool Blah, blah, blah, blah 'bout trauma You ain't special, everybody got problems, uh Sorry I'm not empathetic Sorry you think I'm pathetic Sorry I don't wanna bro down, sorry I don't know your pronouns I don't mean no disrespect, but, damn, we just met, calm the fuck down Oh, I'm out of touch and I'm a jerk? A bank account could never match my worth (that nigga gettin' money, he a dick now) Sorry Mother Earth, pollutin' air with chemicals and dirt These cars ain't gonna buy and drive theyselves What the hell you think I work for? Not to not explore and stay the same Sorry to the fans who say I changed, 'cause I did Sorry you don't know me on a personal level to pinpoint what it is Sorry to my ancestors (I'm so sorry), I know I'm supposed to fight (I know) But this ice shinin' brighter than a black man's plight, I'ma make it right In the meantime, I'll give some advice while these blood diamonds gettin' cleaned off Nigga, fuck the price, spend it then, then again I can't save niggas, I'm not Superman, but I could try I'm sorry I'm pretentious Sorry that the talent, knowledge, passion isn't missin' Sorry when I talk my shit and I could back it up with confidence It get you niggas trippin', man Fuck the numbers, fuck a hook You put me on a stage and I'll show you the difference Let me see y'all hit a stage (no, y'all can't do it) Let me see y'all write a page (y'all not gon' do it) Let me see you make a decision I made And claim that I don't know about minimum wage or Section 8 Water in the ketchup bottle to stretch when niggas ate Gettin' pressed by niggas hoppin' gates Thinkin' it's normal 'cause you ain't supposed to make it past 18 Or escape the Figure 8 cycle And I promise this is like a diet I'ma make a way and I did, did Feel good, work paid off, now we gon' celebrate But niggas claim you arrogant When they can't relate to moments of feelin' great So they aim, duck-duck-duck 'em Shot right back, buck-buck-buck 'em Sorry, not sorry (buck 'em, buck 'em) I got two words, fuck 'em Okay, cool And like that We really mean it this time I guarantee another era is upon us So once again, we gone
Pardon me, excusez-moi (I'm sorry) Yeah, I coulda made a better choice I mean, what the fuck? I'm sorry I'm fucking sorry Yeah I'm sorry, I'm sorry I don't see you more I'm sorry that the four minutes where you see your son could feel like a chore Sis', I'm sorry I'm your kin Sorry we ain't close as we should've been Sorry to my old friends The stories we coulda wrote if our egos didn't take the pen Sorry to the freaks I led on (nah, for real, I'm sorry) Who thought their life was gonna change 'cause I gave 'em head on But instead, I sped off, yeah, I know I'm dead wrong Sorry to the guys I had to hide (ooh) Sorry to the girls I had to lie to Who ain't need to know if I was by the lake switchin' tides, too (tides) Anyway, I don't wanna talk (ooh) Sorry if you gotta dig for info I don't wanna give So you stalk, make up fibs Just to talk about my private life 'cause you're weird (uh) Met that girl this year (but), that's none ya biz Give enough with my art, know your place My personal space, y'all don't need to to be a part I'm sorry I don't wanna link and small talk over dinner I don't even drink, can't guilt trip me, I'm ice cold, roller rink Nigga-nigga-nigga, read the room Don't assume niggas is cool Stay in your pocket, this is pool Blah, blah, blah, blah 'bout trauma You ain't special, everybody got problems, uh Sorry I'm not empathetic (nah, I'm fuckin') Sorry you think I'm pathetic Sorry I don't wanna bro down Sorry I don't know your pronouns I don't mean no disrespect But, damn, we just met, calm the fuck down Oh, I'm out of touch and I'm a jerk? A bank account could never match my worth (that nigga gettin' money, he a dick now) Sorry, Mother Earth Polluted air with chemicals and dirt These cars ain't gonna buy and drive themselves What the hell you think I work for? Not to not explore and stay the same (I'm sorry) Sorry to the fans who say I changed, 'cause I did Sorry you don't know me on a personal level to pinpoint what it is I'm sorry to my ancestors (I'm so sorry), I know I'm supposed to fight (I know) But this ice shinin' brighter than a black man's plight, I'ma make it right In the meantime, I'll give some advice while these blood diamonds gettin' cleaned off Nigga, fuck the price, spend it then, then again, I can't save niggas I'm not Superman, but I could try I'm sorry I'm pretentious Sorry that the talent, knowledge, passion isn't missin' Sorry when I talk my shit and I could back it up with confidence It get you niggas trippin', man Fuck the numbers, fuck a hook You put me on a stage and I'll show you the difference Let me see y'all hit a stage (no, y'all can't do it) Let me see y'all write a page (y'all not gon' do it) Let me see you make a decision I made And claim that I don't know about minimum wage or Section 8 Water in the ketchup bottle to stretch when niggas ate Gettin' pressed by niggas hoppin' gates Thinkin' it's normal 'cause you ain't supposed to make it pastù Eighteen or escape the Figure 8 cycle When I promise this is like a diet, I'ma make a way and I did, did Feel good, work paid off, now we gon' celebrate But niggas claim you arrogant when they can't relate to moments of feelin' great So they aim, duck-duck-duck 'em Shot right back, buck-buck-buck 'em Sorry, not sorry (buck 'em, buck 'em) I got two words, fuck 'em Okay, cool And like that We really mean it this time I guarantee another era is upon us So once again, we gone
One of Tyler's best songs honestly instrumental is so beautiful
agreed
Fax
youuu-uuuuu, and meee girl….
Everyone says how good tyler is and he is absolutely amazing but the production on this song makes me feel emotional by just the beat whoever produced this shit needs an award
(tyler produces just about all of his own music as well)
bro when i say Tyler is OVERFUCKINGPOWERED by his TALENT.......
bro you need to get to a testosterone therapy center as soon as possible.
@@SilverKen15 ???
@@SilverKen15 what?
1:21 bruh i love this part in the song so much
nigga went to olympus for this beat. we thank you zack
the journey was tumultuous but well worth it
i have a lot of apologies to give. this song is inspiring me to give em.
quick af, as usual; you're incredible! your replications are always pinpoint
i try my best 🙏🙏
@@TicTacZakk we see it, thank you so much for all you do, fr
one of the best beats i ever heard in my life. and i listen to ALOT of music
y'all blow this one up.. share with ur favorite tyler stans
Man the ending was one of the best parts of the song where ia it
Na this instrumental hit different
Gives me igor and okaga ca vibes a lil I really like this better than songs on the original glad he released a deluxe
factual
This beat makes me feel like im flying thru clouds bruh
cant belive this song is actually a year old felt like yesterday when the estate sale came out 😪😪
shit just dropped bra😭
ya already know i'm on it
Nah gang this was FAST😭😭
i have to know what the vocals 1. are and 2. what theyre saying at 0:59 they are so fucking smooth and one of the reasons why i love the song
theyre saying "youuuuuuuu----uuuuuuu and meeeeeeee girrrllllllll
I think that’s igor bc people said he singing in the back
@Drip_Urahara nahh it's a part he chopped from the sample
I’m a lil late but pretty sure it’s like “hurtin meeee, girl”
this is as close of a remake we’ll ever hear
the fact that this was intended to be on the og CMIYGL but tyler aint like it enough..
My fav beat rn 🔥🔥🔥 I wish you got that last part tho lol
i know whatchu mean u right that would've been a fun way to flip it
nah man this is perfection, amazing beat and AMAZING work at recreating it
back at it again on sum wizardry stuff
you already know it
My favorite album oat . This the most beautiful shit ive ever heard bro
AYE BRO HIT WHAT A DAY NEXT!!! I know its just a madlib thing but the way Tyler worked it just right hits different fr fr (pause lol)
th-cam.com/video/RIA0myGe0B4/w-d-xo.html my good sir
Chill sampling
This is one of the best songs Tyler has made
underated song fr
bro beat me to it
make ya own for fun, that's the only reason i do it lmao
this is one of the best things I've ever heard
heck yea
YES
🙏🙏
Magnifico 🔥🔥🔥
🔥🔥
I want to make music... This is beautiful...
TYLEERRRRRRR
YESSIRRRR
My hero 😩
I try..
I knew you would upload it🫶🏾
❤️❤️
Zakk da bes!
u da best!
Best Outro Music ever in 2023 😩🔥🔥🔥
tyler really knows how to make outro tracks lol
i see you
👀👀
I’M SORRY, I’M SORRY I DON’T SEE YOU MORE 💔
This has to be my birthday beat April 29
🔥🔥🔥 PLS DO DOGTOOTH NEXT!
👀👀
@@TicTacZakk THAT'LL BE TOO CRAZY! I'M READY TO BODY THAT JOINT!!
Yeaahh i needed this one and dogtooth
Pardon me, excusez-moi (I'm sorry)
Yeah, I coulda made a better choice
I mean, what the fuck?
I'm sorry
I'm fuckin' sorry
Yeah
I'm sorry, I'm sorry I don't see you more
I'm sorry that the four minutes where you see your son could feel like a chore
Sis', I'm sorry I'm your kin
Sorry we ain't close as we should've been
Sorry to my old friends
The stories we coulda wrote if our egos didn't take the pen
Sorry to the freaks I led on (nah, for real, I'm sorry)
Who thought their life was gonna change 'cause I gave 'em head on
But instead, I sped off, yeah, I know I'm dead wrong
Sorry to the guys I had to hide
Sorry to the girls I had to lie to
Who ain't need to know if I was by the lake switchin' tides, too
Anyway, I don't wanna talk
Sorry if you gotta dig for info I don't wanna give
So you stalk, make up fibs
Just to talk 'bout my private life 'cause you weird (uh)
Met that girl this year (but), that's none ya biz
Give enough with my art, know your place
My personal space, y'all don't need to to be a part
I'm sorry I don't wanna link (I don't wanna link)
And small talk over dinner, I don't even drink
Can't guilt trip me, I'm ice cold, roller rink
Nigga-nigga-nigga, read the room
Don't assume niggas is cool
Stay in your pocket, this is pool
Blah, blah, blah, blah 'bout trauma
You ain't special, everybody got problems, uh
Sorry I'm not empathetic
Sorry you think I'm pathetic
Sorry I don't wanna bro down, sorry I don't know your pronouns
I don't mean no disrespect, but, damn, we just met, calm the fuck down
Oh, I'm out of touch and I'm a jerk?
A bank account could never match my worth (that nigga gettin' money, he a dick now)
Sorry Mother Earth, pollutin' air with chemicals and dirt
These cars ain't gonna buy and drive theyselves
What the hell you think I work for?
Not to not explore and stay the same
Sorry to the fans who say I changed, 'cause I did
Sorry you don't know me on a personal level to pinpoint what it is
Sorry to my ancestors (I'm so sorry), I know I'm supposed to fight (I know)
But this ice shinin' brighter than a black man's plight, I'ma make it right
In the meantime, I'll give some advice while these blood diamonds gettin' cleaned off
Nigga, fuck the price, spend it then, then again
I can't save niggas, I'm not Superman, but I could try
I'm sorry I'm pretentious
Sorry that the talent, knowledge, passion isn't missin'
Sorry when I talk my shit and I could back it up with confidence
It get you niggas trippin', man
Fuck the numbers, fuck a hook
You put me on a stage and I'll show you the difference
Let me see y'all hit a stage (no, y'all can't do it)
Let me see y'all write a page (y'all not gon' do it)
Let me see you make a decision I made
And claim that I don't know about minimum wage or Section 8
Water in the ketchup bottle to stretch when niggas ate
Gettin' pressed by niggas hoppin' gates
Thinkin' it's normal 'cause you ain't supposed to make it past 18
Or escape the Figure 8 cycle
And I promise this is like a diet
I'ma make a way and I did, did
Feel good, work paid off, now we gon' celebrate
But niggas claim you arrogant
When they can't relate to moments of feelin' great
So they aim, duck-duck-duck 'em
Shot right back, buck-buck-buck 'em
Sorry, not sorry (buck 'em, buck 'em)
I got two words, fuck 'em
Okay, cool
And like that
We really mean it this time
I guarantee another era is upon us
So once again, we gone
you messed up the end
Im rey spazz
Do I been livin' by Liv.e
bro made this 11 mins ago😭
u know it
@@TicTacZakk what did you make this instrumental on?
@@chitarabrown774 audacity lolol
1:17
What is this type of sound called I wanna hear more . Pls anyone ?
Song: 60 Days
Zakk...come on mane.
BWAHAHAHAA
good catch
there's a reason they call me scatterbrain
Bro how the fuck
magic 🔥🔥
you remake this?
❤😭💔🔥🔥🔥🔥
💎💎💎💎💎
I'm sorry
I'm sorry that I wasn't changing
Doing things you wanted
I'm sorry that I hated
I know we're the same and if I try you'd get compensated
I had an image in my mind of how I wanted you to be
But didn't realize that you were a reflection of me
And all my actions that I took
Everything that I tried
All the times I wished I'd died
All the emotions that I poured
Would be reflected, towards
You
Can't blame you for not changing when I am the one at fault, and I rejected
Taking blame
Couldn't see perspective, nothing's changed
Neglected growth now I'm the same
I'm sorry that I hurt you
I'm sorry I am not perfect
Can't seem to find love and it's hurting
Experiences haven't been full of joy but that's life
Strife part of this journey, fight
What I be yearning
My, head be turning
I’m sick
I’m fucking sick
Man fuck this shit
Man fuck that bitch
Man I’m the shit
Man I’m him
Fuck you
Fuck them
Uh
Progress takes time
And I’m not sorry for taking mine
I’m sorry that I couldn’t find
Time for you though
Your special cause your me
Treating you differently means treating me
Better
It took time to realize that you and me together
It’s funny
See youre a direct reflection
Every time I look in the mirror I see our imperfections
And it burns a hole in our chest but it’s a lesson
Change happens when you decide to chase progression
Together
In unison
Damn
That was fast
welcome hehe
J Dilla vibes
I'm sorry I'm sorry
I'm sorry, I'm sorry for making you mad I'm sorry I'm sorry for making you sad, I'm sorry I'm sorry for being bad, I'm sorry I'm sorry I can't own up to my mistakes I'm sorry for all those nights we stay up late, I'm sorry I'm sorry for making you wait, I'm sorry I'm sorry for arriving late, I'm sorry for all my mistakes, I know holding you back was wrong, cause I never felt this strong, not letting you go was wrong, now feeling everything was wrong, you made me wanna yell, I can never tell, how much I hated and loved you back
I'm sorry I'm sorry for myself
I'm sorry
@yailin
Pardon me, excusez-moi (I'm sorry)
Yeah, I coulda made a better choice
I mean, what the fuck?
I'm sorry
I'm fuckin' sorry
Yeah
I'm sorry, I'm sorry I don't see you more
I'm sorry that the four minutes where you see your son could feel like a chore
Sis', I'm sorry I'm your kin
Sorry we ain't close as we should've been
Sorry to my old friends
The stories we coulda wrote if our egos didn't take the pen
Sorry to the freaks I led on (nah, for real, I'm sorry)
Who thought their life was gonna change 'cause I gave 'em head on
But instead, I sped off, yeah, I know I'm dead wrong
Sorry to the guys I had to hide
Sorry to the girls I had to lie to
Who ain't need to know if I was by the lake switchin' tides, too
Anyway, I don't wanna talk
Sorry if you gotta dig for info I don't wanna give
So you stalk, make up fibs
Just to talk 'bout my private life 'cause you weird (uh)
Met that girl this year (but), that's none ya biz
Give enough with my art, know your place
My personal space, y'all don't need to to be a part
I'm sorry I don't wanna link (I don't wanna link)
And small talk over dinner, I don't even drink
Can't guilt trip me, I'm ice cold, roller rink
Nigga-nigga-nigga, read the room
Don't assume niggas is cool
Stay in your pocket, this is pool
Blah, blah, blah, blah 'bout trauma
You ain't special, everybody got problems, uh
Sorry I'm not empathetic
Sorry you think I'm pathetic
Sorry I don't wanna bro down, sorry I don't know your pronouns
I don't mean no disrespect, but, damn, we just met, calm the fuck down
Oh, I'm out of touch and I'm a jerk?
A bank account could never match my worth (that nigga gettin' money, he a dick now)
Sorry Mother Earth, pollutin' air with chemicals and dirt
These cars ain't gonna buy and drive theyselves
What the hell you think I work for?
Not to not explore and stay the same
Sorry to the fans who say I changed, 'cause I did
Sorry you don't know me on a personal level to pinpoint what it is
Sorry to my ancestors (I'm so sorry), I know I'm supposed to fight (I know)
But this ice shinin' brighter than a black man's plight, I'ma make it right
In the meantime, I'll give some advice while these blood diamonds gettin' cleaned off
Nigga, fuck the price, spend it then, then again
I can't save niggas, I'm not Superman, but I could try
I'm sorry I'm pretentious
Sorry that the talent, knowledge, passion isn't missin'
Sorry when I talk my shit and I could back it up with confidence
It get you niggas trippin', man
Fuck the numbers, fuck a hook
You put me on a stage and I'll show you the difference
Let me see y'all hit a stage (no, y'all can't do it)
Let me see y'all write a page (y'all not gon' do it)
Let me see you make a decision I made
And claim that I don't know about minimum wage or Section 8
Water in the ketchup bottle to stretch when niggas ate
Gettin' pressed by niggas hoppin' gates
Thinkin' it's normal 'cause you ain't supposed to make it past 18
Or escape the Figure 8 cycle
And I promise this is like a diet
I'ma make a way and I did, did
Feel good, work paid off, now we gon' celebrate
But niggas claim you arrogant
When they can't relate to moments of feelin' great
So they aim, duck-duck-duck 'em
Shot right back, buck-buck-buck 'em
Sorry, not sorry (buck 'em, buck 'em)
I got two words, fuck 'em
Okay, cool
And like that
We really mean it this time
I guarantee another era is upon us
So once again, we gone
Pardon me, excusez-moi (I'm sorry)
Yeah, I coulda made a better choice
I mean, what the fuck?
I'm sorry
I'm fucking sorry
Yeah
I'm sorry, I'm sorry I don't see you more
I'm sorry that the four minutes where you see your son could feel like a chore
Sis', I'm sorry I'm your kin
Sorry we ain't close as we should've been
Sorry to my old friends
The stories we coulda wrote if our egos didn't take the pen
Sorry to the freaks I led on (nah, for real, I'm sorry)
Who thought their life was gonna change 'cause I gave 'em head on
But instead, I sped off, yeah, I know I'm dead wrong
Sorry to the guys I had to hide (ooh)
Sorry to the girls I had to lie to
Who ain't need to know if I was by the lake switchin' tides, too (tides)
Anyway, I don't wanna talk (ooh)
Sorry if you gotta dig for info I don't wanna give
So you stalk, make up fibs
Just to talk about my private life 'cause you're weird (uh)
Met that girl this year (but), that's none ya biz
Give enough with my art, know your place
My personal space, y'all don't need to to be a part
I'm sorry I don't wanna link and small talk over dinner
I don't even drink, can't guilt trip me, I'm ice cold, roller rink
Nigga-nigga-nigga, read the room
Don't assume niggas is cool
Stay in your pocket, this is pool
Blah, blah, blah, blah 'bout trauma
You ain't special, everybody got problems, uh
Sorry I'm not empathetic (nah, I'm fuckin')
Sorry you think I'm pathetic
Sorry I don't wanna bro down
Sorry I don't know your pronouns
I don't mean no disrespect
But, damn, we just met, calm the fuck down
Oh, I'm out of touch and I'm a jerk?
A bank account could never match my worth (that nigga gettin' money, he a dick now)
Sorry, Mother Earth
Polluted air with chemicals and dirt
These cars ain't gonna buy and drive themselves
What the hell you think I work for?
Not to not explore and stay the same (I'm sorry)
Sorry to the fans who say I changed, 'cause I did
Sorry you don't know me on a personal level to pinpoint what it is
I'm sorry to my ancestors (I'm so sorry), I know I'm supposed to fight (I know)
But this ice shinin' brighter than a black man's plight, I'ma make it right
In the meantime, I'll give some advice while these blood diamonds gettin' cleaned off
Nigga, fuck the price, spend it then, then again, I can't save niggas
I'm not Superman, but I could try
I'm sorry I'm pretentious
Sorry that the talent, knowledge, passion isn't missin'
Sorry when I talk my shit and I could back it up with confidence
It get you niggas trippin', man
Fuck the numbers, fuck a hook
You put me on a stage and I'll show you the difference
Let me see y'all hit a stage (no, y'all can't do it)
Let me see y'all write a page (y'all not gon' do it)
Let me see you make a decision I made
And claim that I don't know about minimum wage or Section 8
Water in the ketchup bottle to stretch when niggas ate
Gettin' pressed by niggas hoppin' gates
Thinkin' it's normal 'cause you ain't supposed to make it pastù
Eighteen or escape the Figure 8 cycle
When I promise this is like a diet, I'ma make a way and I did, did
Feel good, work paid off, now we gon' celebrate
But niggas claim you arrogant when they can't relate to moments of feelin' great
So they aim, duck-duck-duck 'em
Shot right back, buck-buck-buck 'em
Sorry, not sorry (buck 'em, buck 'em)
I got two words, fuck 'em
Okay, cool
And like that
We really mean it this time
I guarantee another era is upon us
So once again, we gone