Lyrics Tryin To Say Sorry - Wiley, Stickman

Tryin To Say Sorry

I meant to do what I’ve done
I meant what I said
Eskiboy
Live in the building
I’ve never been one of those sorry guys, even in a classroom (Never)
Trust me
Yo
I’ve been over-writing, my work rate’s too high
I can’t stop you, please find a new guy
Someone new, why?
Because everyday, we both use a new light
We’re both two types
I can’t choose your path, you can’t choose mine
Some Nike, black Prada shoe time
I was born in the clubs like new rider
I’m the new client, I gotta move, grind
That weren’t really sorry (That weren’t sorry at all)
Let me try again, let me try again (Come on, sorry)
But it’s because she’s telling you to say sorry while I don’t wanna say sorry,
you know?
Listen
New genre, I got new grime
Take me out, impossible
You’ll find I can’t be killed by one of my own kind
It’s not show time
It’s not slow grime, Playtime Is Over
Everybody knows why
I’m better than Hova, everybody knows Ky
I’m a star in the sky
And you can’t nothing when I’m blasting by
You get me?
(That still weren’t sorry though)
But that wasn’t sorry
That weren’t sorry, it wasn’t, sorry (Sorry)
You know why?
Because I can’t say sorry
I’m sorry Ny but I can’t say sorry (Nyom)
I don’t wanna say sorry
I obviously meant what I said
I meant what I said, I did (Otherwise, I wouldn’t)
No joke (No joke)
Eskiboy
And I’m even gonna try on this one
Let me try on this one because this is a serious one (You want me to say sorry
or not?)
Should I try again?
Yo
(Let's try)
But I meant it though
(I did mean it) So why should I say sorry?
I meant what I said (You know I meant it anyway)
Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright
Listen, listen
Okay
But I meant it though
I’m sorry
Or should I jump in front of a lorry?
Make my whole fan base cry?
Wanna hear sorry?
Why?
You know I meant it
I got status, I have to defend it
People do stuff like they never meant it
I get MC guys going at me in all different areas
Out to my my back
Don’t let them get near yours
And when they run around town, chatting shit
You want me to care like I want 21 to think girls its doggy style
Straight from the back, tact grip on her hair
Man looking for the wifeys
Find out that your wifey’s at Wiley
Wiley don’t care, til it happens to him
So many times, he understands now
He don’t know why he didn’t realise before he’s vocalling now
Get me?
Like you want me to say sorry but (You want me to say sorry)
I’m not actually sorry, I’m not, I’ll be honest with you (Sorry)
And I don’t know why all these MC guys in front of you and other girls but you
know what?
I got some words for you, everyone, I got some words
How did I let it get this far?
(Hah, oh my days)
How did I make this wrong turn?
How do I change the thing I’ve done?
(I don’t know)
Only one lesson learnt
How could I do a thing like that?
(I don’t know)
Where was my conscious at?
(Somebody tell me) (Tell me)
I came out and really played my part (I know I did)
Now tell me where the healing starts