Sorry Not Sorry

Chorus (2nd in Command):

Sorry, not sorry, I’ll go bout my day
Everyday, I’m counting my pay
Fuck you gon say
Working through the night, this’ll bang
Finally, it’s going my way (yeah) (x4)

Verse 1 (2nd in Command):

I make hits you can still detect
Collect bills, get duck-lips, I’m a vet
I’m obsessed, always, with cranking out projects
Underground, yet real nice, I’m a hobbit
Brian invests in me, spends checks on me
So I gotta make sure he get the best from me
Working nonstop, don’t you put duress on me
I’m blessed, my next holy
In every confrontation, go down fists swinging
Your girl came around, she singing
Next sounds? I’ll wing it
So, you talk a lot of shit? Bitch, bring it
Left your girls ass red- shit’s stinging
I’m feeling on top of thе world- I’m so sick of sad songs
And honestly? My high won’t last long
So I’m gon smoke and enjoy mysеlf
I don’t need your input or your help

Chorus (2nd in Command):

Sorry, not sorry, I’ll go bout my day
Everyday, I’m counting my pay
Fuck you gon say
Working through the night, this’ll bang
Finally, it’s going my way (yeah) (x4)

Verse 2 (AABEATZ):

Hi, Yes, my name is double A
Hit you with a feature
Cause you know that I’m the man
Mama saw me doing nothing
She said "What’s the plan?"
I said Mom sit
You ain’t really got nothing to trip
I just want to rap
Let me hit you with a couple facts (ay)
I ain’t a regular rapper
When I’m in the booth, it don’t even matter
My bars getting sharp, it feel like a dagger
You say you got swagger, but your looking sorry
I got this drip on me, I’m looking 2IC (too icy)
Those shoes looking pricey, but it is not likely
That you’ll even make it, because me and 2nd
Are running the game, while you're sounding lame