SORRY
 作词 : Charlton Howard/Marco Parisi/Antonio Zito/Michael Mule/Isaac De Boni/Edgar Ferrera/Jahmal Gwin/Jack Parisi/Khadijah Anwar/Thomas McGee
 作曲 : Charlton Howard/Marco Parisi/Antonio Zito/Michael Mule/Isaac De Boni/Edgar Ferrera/Jahmal Gwin/Jack Parisi/Khadijah Anwar/Thomas McGee
 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.​​
 But that shit 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' nothing 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 **** 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 thе same way
 ****ed up, in pain
 Like, why thе **** I spent a hundred fifty on this plane?
 Like, why the **** I spent two hundred sixty on these chains?
 Like, how am I so paranoid? I bulletproofed my range
 Shit 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 ****in' workin'
 Shit, 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***h, she love couture
 All that sneak dissin' on the internet, you must be bored
 Want my reaction, but my time some shit you can't afford
 I paid like way too much for these diamonds, these b*****s 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 ****
 Maybach truck, I pulled it off and I'm sorry
 And I do not really give a ****
 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)