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Not Sorry Video (MV)




Performed By: Gaz the Rapper
Length: 4:21
Written by: Michael Galayda




Gaz the Rapper - Not Sorry Lyrics




Gaz
Ya

Every day stay smokin on the OG
Emojis on my phone screen, oh geez
Turn these biddies so sweet like SoBe
Rap's last hope
Obi won Kinobe
Baked in the hot sun like adobe
Leave no roaches for the police
Know my approach is, 703
Getta know me
We been low key
I'm just tryna turn up like right now
Too many ideas for me to write down
I'm bright like a light, let it shine now
Too alive for anybody here to die down
I'm on this shit for real
I've got no time for how you feel
If you don't like me that's ok
I'm makin my way

Your girl got a thing for me not sorry
The world bouta sing for me not sorry
This is what I really mean and I'm not sorry
I'm the best on the scene and I just started
Uh
Not sorry
Not sorry
Not sorry
Not sorry
Not sorry
Not sorry
Not sorry
Not sorry

She said I'm spittin in rare form
Always in a rare form
Bout to change the world like terraform
So much better than these rappers that I'm scared for em
Off-beat flows mach-speed like the air force
Life a puzzle ima piece together
When we cease to sever
Each other from what is meaningful
Maybe we could see the whole picture
Y'all got me on some conscious shit
Read it like scripture
Not sorry for the actions in my lifetime
Grabbin' onto rap like a motherf*ckin lifeline
Riding on a raft through your mind like
Do you realize, that we're on the same timeline?
I'm high

Not sorry
Not sorry
Not sorry
Not sorry
Not sorry
Not sorry
Not sorry
Not sorry
The world bouta sing for me not sorry

Aye, Gaz
Hey
Hey
Hey

Too much regret, too much thought, will rot you
Media leadin' up, to you being not you
Applause too much, could lead you, to stop moves
Flies on the walls around me, tryna cop juice
Lies all around, machete I gotta chop through
Ready to get heavier than anything you thought, dude
Some days, feelin like there's nobody to talk to
Please just answer me, no one understandin me
I am just the singer of my band
Sinking in the middle of the sand
Everyone's a sinner in this land
I'm an ounce to your gram
In this house of the damned
This blunt don't leave this circle
Ritual, spiritual
Get into your mind set
Just got mind-f*cked
You could say her mind's wet
Ask her if she mine yet
I'm about to fly jets
Workin on the timin
Heatin up the climate
She been 9-5in
Told her that she trapped
F*ck it we could see the map
Ask me where I been at
Kinda hard to explain
When I have it my way
Will be the mansion in VA
Hey

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Gaz
Ya

Every day stay smokin on the OG
Emojis on my phone screen, oh geez
Turn these biddies so sweet like SoBe
Rap's last hope
Obi won Kinobe
Baked in the hot sun like adobe
Leave no roaches for the police
Know my approach is, 703
Getta know me
We been low key
I'm just tryna turn up like right now
Too many ideas for me to write down
I'm bright like a light, let it shine now
Too alive for anybody here to die down
I'm on this shit for real
I've got no time for how you feel
If you don't like me that's ok
I'm makin my way

Your girl got a thing for me not sorry
The world bouta sing for me not sorry
This is what I really mean and I'm not sorry
I'm the best on the scene and I just started
Uh
Not sorry
Not sorry
Not sorry
Not sorry
Not sorry
Not sorry
Not sorry
Not sorry

She said I'm spittin in rare form
Always in a rare form
Bout to change the world like terraform
So much better than these rappers that I'm scared for em
Off-beat flows mach-speed like the air force
Life a puzzle ima piece together
When we cease to sever
Each other from what is meaningful
Maybe we could see the whole picture
Y'all got me on some conscious shit
Read it like scripture
Not sorry for the actions in my lifetime
Grabbin' onto rap like a motherf*ckin lifeline
Riding on a raft through your mind like
Do you realize, that we're on the same timeline?
I'm high

Not sorry
Not sorry
Not sorry
Not sorry
Not sorry
Not sorry
Not sorry
Not sorry
The world bouta sing for me not sorry

Aye, Gaz
Hey
Hey
Hey

Too much regret, too much thought, will rot you
Media leadin' up, to you being not you
Applause too much, could lead you, to stop moves
Flies on the walls around me, tryna cop juice
Lies all around, machete I gotta chop through
Ready to get heavier than anything you thought, dude
Some days, feelin like there's nobody to talk to
Please just answer me, no one understandin me
I am just the singer of my band
Sinking in the middle of the sand
Everyone's a sinner in this land
I'm an ounce to your gram
In this house of the damned
This blunt don't leave this circle
Ritual, spiritual
Get into your mind set
Just got mind-f*cked
You could say her mind's wet
Ask her if she mine yet
I'm about to fly jets
Workin on the timin
Heatin up the climate
She been 9-5in
Told her that she trapped
F*ck it we could see the map
Ask me where I been at
Kinda hard to explain
When I have it my way
Will be the mansion in VA
Hey

Go
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Writer: Michael Galayda
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