never tell u sorry

yeah

young heart throb

smooky margielaa

yeah

hey

i could never tell you sorry

put my feelings into music

gave you love

you abused it

gave you love

you abused it

i had plans

i had big plans

if you want chanel we could do it

i ain't never want the fame

baby well we took a chance and we blew it

yeah

'rari

i put that girl in a 'rari

all of these niggas they sorry

all of these niggas they sorry

bad bitch you know she wanna party

i'm on my vlone like bari

i ain't call your phone i'm sorry

yeah

all these chains on my

exhausting

i just left rick owens

new york

baby

not no neiman marcus

she swear i got all the women

i've been on the road

you get it

i know you want a piece of me

it's hard to just stop lovin' me

i could never tell you sorry

put my feelings into music

gave you love

you abused it

gave you love

you abused it

i had plans

i had big plans

if you want chanel we could do it

i ain't never want the fame

baby well we took a chance and we blew it

yeah

i could never tell you sorry

put my feelings into music

gave you love

you abused it

gave you love

you abused it

baby

love

you abusive

come in through designer new shit

don't be acting like a nuisance

i could always get a new bitch

margielaa man

what the fuck do you mean?

boy

better watch how you talkin' to me

chains on my neck

bitches on bling

i'm in a jet

i'm overseas

twenty g's

girl what you need

get you designer from top to your feet

bag on me

louis v

pullin' up in margiela's

ballin' 23

what i did in coachella

came with rocky in the beam

money lost

money lost

count it up then fall asleep

foreign cars

foreign cars

heard you comin' in a

i could never tell you sorry

put my feelings into music

gave you love

you abused it

gave you love

you abused it

i could never tell you sorry

put my feelings into music

gave you love

you abused it

gave you love

you abused it