SORRY Lyrics by The Kid LAROI is a New English song from the album “THE FIRST TIME” sung by popular singer The Kid LAROI. Lyrics of this song are penned down by The Kid LAROI and music produced by Dopamine.

SORRY Song Details
Singer : The Kid LAROI
Album : THE FIRST TIME
Lyrics : The Kid LAROI, Finatik, Antonio Zito, Zac, Marco Parisi
Music : Dopamine, FNZ, BoogzDaBeast, SkipOnDaBeat
Label : Columbia Records

SORRY Lyrics

Well, my first time, let’s see

Woke up with the sun today, it’s another sunny day
I went past my mama crib, 90210, L.A.
Bought that sh*t six months ago, I’m set for life, yeah, some would say
But every day, I wake up scared that it could be taken from me
I’m not givin’ nothin’ back, I got used to gettin’ paid
But no one ever told me what I had to sacrifice for fame (Yeah)
I’m just tryin’ not to go insane
But 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 now
Get the f*ck up off my phone, I don’t wanna hear from ya
Went to Mexico for like six days
Came back and now I still feel the same way
F*cked up, in pain
Like, why the f*ck I spent a hundred fifty on this plane?
Like, why the f*ck I spent two-hundred sixty on these chains?
Like, how am I so paranoid? I bulletproofed my Range
Sh*t don’t make no sense
I mean, the pressure’s immense
I’m nineteen, tryna navigate money and stress
Weird industry friends and my family life is intense
And my girl is always upset ’cause I’m always f*ckin’ workin’
Sh*t, I expect some respect
Can’t even go on the ‘net without someone goin’ for my neck
I 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, um
That’s just one song and plus my albums, there’s a couple more
Walked in Louis, bought the store, model b*tch, she love couture
All that sneak dissin’ on the internet, you must be bored
Want my reaction, but my time some sh*t’s you can’t afford
I paid like way too much for these diamonds, these b*tches ain’t floored
I wake up and thank the Lord
Brand-new drink, I sip and pour it up

Uh, I do not really give a f*ck
Maybach truck, I pulled it off and I’m sorry
And I do not really give a f*ck
When 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)