Sorry - wickedseven, Misfit

She callin im ballin im skatin she textin im im stackin im makin im makin

She crying im leaving im skkrting shes sorry im sorry your hurting your hurting

I dont want you to go textin my phone im in my lane now you act like a clone

Takin my dreams im the king with a throne say you a queen but you dont have a

home

The money keep me sane .40 to my brain guess ill die in vain i know i can’t

complain

Smoking ciggarettes with a baddie on my porch and a demon on my floor while im

pourin up a four

Dancin in the moonlight diamonds on me full bright geekin in a mazi love you im

not sorry

She callin im ballin im skatin she textin im im stackin im makin im makin

She crying im leaving im skkrting shes sorry im sorry your hurting your hurting

Im an angel with no wings and a devil with no horns

You can fly with me cause baby ill show you the storm

The stories told us what we would become

I-i already know-know who-who you are who-who you are

And ill try to fix you even if you dont want me to dont want me to

She callin im ballin im skatin she textin im im stackin im makin im makin

She crying im leaving im skkrting shes sorry im sorry your hurting your hurting