I don't think I can handle her pain So messed up and I'm too busy just runnin' Girl after girl, mistake after mistake I try to change but they always around Pullin' me down in bed Gave you my word but they were just Broken promises Broken condoms, lipstick marks And unprotected *** I feel like ***, you know I ain't *** Sorry, won't turn back the clock Maybe I took advantage cause I knew you Wouldn't believe it so I used you I'm sorry Sorry don't make it right, I know We at the crib, she got her legs Wrapped around my waist Conversation, she lick every tattoo that's on my face Like a thug, I just wanna ***, that's everyday Temporary separations, confessing my mistakes She packed her bags and left me home and I'm still hurt Your new pussy but she can't tell me that it's real First, a lot of lies, apologize, the third's real When she hit us, thinking to herself, damn this verse real Rehab out in Vegas, that may not submerge the set Send a bottle to her table, then make love on the jet Temporary thrills, all these women you think I tossed My feelings genuine, disregard what you see on blogs I've been the boss before I recorded Meek's song Milling cash on the gram, they trending Meek Chong In the D, my G, he throwing that peace stone Every picture that you post, we comments on each one I'm just a typical ordinary nigga But you know that I can't change the rules All this time I blamed you cause I know what I'm doing Stepping on your heart again, relationship ruined I try to change but I'm always out ***ing around in the club Pieces of my love letter tore up from this breakup My worst nightmare which ride in my back, I wish I could wake up I feel like ***, no I ain't *** but I'm Sorry, won't turn back the clock Maybe I took advantage cause I knew you Wouldn't believe so I used you I'm sorry Gotta love it baby Sorry don't make it right Life's short and baby girl you deserve a winner Every day the diamonds on you get bigger and bigger Hustle for my heart so every night I can deliver Saying sorry laying up a way up in your liver Red bottoms got you walking funny Get you a agent, she balling and all she talk is money Take her shopping, baby boy ain't no salary caps She get it popping so you better bring battery packs Perfect time to relax, nothing is perfect other than me and a perfect match They all watch me cause the moves I make out of they bunches Diamond district six figures on my shorty nugget I try to change but they always around pulling me down in bed Gave you my word but they were just broken promises Broken condoms, lipstick marks and unprotected *** I feel like ***, you know I ain't *** Sorry, won't turn back the clock Maybe I took advantage cause I knew you Wouldn't believe so I used you I'm sorry Sorry I won't make it right I apologize We not perfect We not perfect We not perfect Maybach Music