Not Sorry

People been doubting me

I brush it off

I just watch my count increase

Bout to take off

Bartender I’m going to need another round like rematch

Got to high I’m off the ground like detached

I had to take a week off for a detox

Look in the mirror and pause

Can we talk

I’m starting to get out in front

Introspective on this blunt

All your friends say I’m the one

So tell me what you waitin’ on

Trying to live this day out cause you know we’re getting old

People talking bout me fuck what you been told

Trying to live out the dream without my soul

Bout to blow hit the road watch my pockets grow

Catch me on the low

Knock knock on heavens door

I’m always ready for more

I’m always ready for more

People been doubting me

I brush it off

I just watch my count increase

Bout to take off

So why you asking me

Like you don’t know

I’m down to take a shot or three

Headline the show

People been doubting me

I brush it off

I just watch my count increase

Bout to take off

So why you asking me

Like you don’t know

I’m down to take a shot or three

Headline the show

I’m fucked up but I’m not sorry

I tried trying but I wanted it my way

Looking good real nice like all day

I’m fucked up but I’m not sorry