Im Sorry
Im sorry for the things I said
Im sorry for the things I did
I don't know how to make it up to you
But ima stay true
Im sorry for the things I did
And I'm sorry for the things I do
But it hurts me more than you
To sit here in solitude
Yea, I try my best for so so long
I try my best to hold on
Try my best to hold on
But some days I'm not as strong
Try my best to hold my feelings back but ima human
I might have a heart, but bitch I need a new one
Ain't fucking with these bitches unless they like my music
Yea
I don't really know just how to do it
Im sittin speakin fluent
Im spittin for the nation
But no one even knew it
They takin me for granted
That shit gon give me good luck
Im finna be the ruler
Im sorry for the things I said
Im sorry for the things I did
I don't know how to make it up to you
But ima stay true
Im sorry for the things I did
And I'm sorry for the things I do
But it hurts me more than you
To sit here in solitude
And I'm sorry if I'm being rude
But I'm sick of this shit
You don't know me one bit
Ima scratch you off the list
Yuh, I'm hard to predict
So don't think that we are good
Yuh
And I'm so misunderstood
You said you'd come along but if you wanted to you would
Yuh, running from my feelings in the woods
Yuh, running from my feelings in the woods
Up in the foreign lands
Up in the foreign lands
I need some timberlands
Up in the foreign lands
In the foreign lands
Im sorry for the things I did
I don't know how to make it up to you
But ima stay true
Im sorry for the things I did
And I'm sorry for the things I do
But it hurts me more than you
To sit here in solitude
Yea, I try my best for so so long
I try my best to hold on
Try my best to hold on
But some days I'm not as strong
Try my best to hold my feelings back but ima human
I might have a heart, but bitch I need a new one
Ain't fucking with these bitches unless they like my music
Yea
I don't really know just how to do it
Im sittin speakin fluent
Im spittin for the nation
But no one even knew it
They takin me for granted
That shit gon give me good luck
Im finna be the ruler
Im sorry for the things I said
Im sorry for the things I did
I don't know how to make it up to you
But ima stay true
Im sorry for the things I did
And I'm sorry for the things I do
But it hurts me more than you
To sit here in solitude
And I'm sorry if I'm being rude
But I'm sick of this shit
You don't know me one bit
Ima scratch you off the list
Yuh, I'm hard to predict
So don't think that we are good
Yuh
And I'm so misunderstood
You said you'd come along but if you wanted to you would
Yuh, running from my feelings in the woods
Yuh, running from my feelings in the woods
Up in the foreign lands
Up in the foreign lands
I need some timberlands
Up in the foreign lands
In the foreign lands
Credits
Writer(s): Chase Rutherford
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