Sorry Not Sorry Cifras

Chords for F#m7 buildup (3 beats each):
F#m7/F# - 2x222x
F#m7/G# - 4x222x
F#m7/A  - x0222x
F#m7/B  - x2222x
F#m7/C# - x4222x
F#m7/D# - x2122x
F#m7/E  - x2222x
F#m7/F# - x2422x
 
 
[Intro]
Dmaj7     C#m7       F#m7
 
Dmaj7     C#m7       F#m7
Pardon me, excusez-moi (I'm sorry)
Dmaj7     C#m7       F#m7
Yeah, I coulda made a better choice, I mean, what the fuck?
F#m7
I'm sorry, I'm fucking sorry
 
Yeah
 
 
[Verse 1]
    Dmaj7
I'm sorry, I'm sorry I don't see you more
    C#m7                                  F#m7
I'm sorry that the four minutes where you see your son could feel like a chore
                Dmaj7
Sis', I'm sorry I'm your kin
 
Sorry we ain't close as we should've been
                C#m7
Sorry to my old friends
                            F#m7
The stories we coulda wrote if our egos didn't take the pen
             Dmaj7
Sorry to the freaks I led on (Nah, for real, I'm sorry)
                                                          C#m7
Who thought their life was gonna change 'cause I gave 'em head on
                    N.C.                       F#m7
But instead, I sped off, yeah, I know I'm dead wrong
             Dmaj7
Sorry to the guys I had to hide (Ooh)
 
Sorry to the girls I had to lie to
                  C#m7                                F#m7
Who ain't need to know if I was by the lake switchin' tides, too (Tides)
        N.C.                Dmaj7
Anyway, I don't wanna talk (Ooh)
                                              C#m7
Sorry if you gotta dig for info I don't wanna give
                            F#m7                                                    Dmaj7
So you stalk, make up fibs, just to talk about my private life 'cause you're weird (Uh)
 
Met that girl this year (But), that's none ya biz
                    C#m7
Give enough with my art, know your place
            F#m7
My personal space, y'all don't need to to be a part
 
 
[Bridge]
N.C. Dmaj7
I'm sorry I don't wanna link and small talk over dinner
             C#m7                        F#m7
I don't even drink, can't guilt trip me, I'm ice cold, roller rink
N.C.        F#m7
Nigga-nigga-nigga, read the room
 
Don't assume niggas is cool
 
Stay in your pocket, this is pool
 
Blah, blah, blah, blah 'bout trauma
                   N.C.                    Dmaj7
You ain't special, everybody got problems, uh
 
 
[Verse 2]
Sorry I'm not empathetic (Nah, I'm fuckin')
                      C#m7
Sorry you think I'm pathetic
                        F#m7
Sorry I don't wanna bro down
 
Sorry I don't know your pronouns
        Dmaj7
I don't mean no disrespect
 
But, damn, we just met, calm the fuck down
               C#m7
Oh, I'm out of touch and I'm a jerk?
        F#m7
A bank account could never match my worth (That nigga gettin' money, he a dick now)
Dmaj7         N.C.
Sorry, Mother Earth
Dmaj7                           N.C.  Dmaj7
Polluted air with chemicals and dirt
                       C#m7
These cars ain't gonna buy and drive themselves
         F#m7             N.C.
What the hell you think I work for?
F#m7                   Dmaj7
Not to not explore and stay the same (I'm)
                                     N.C.     Dmaj7
Sorry to the fans who say I changed, 'cause I did
                C#m7                           F#m7
Sorry you don't know me on a personal level to pinpoint what it is
                  Dmaj7
I'm sorry to my ancestors (I'm so sorry), I know I'm supposed to fight (I know)
                                     C#m7                             F#m7
But this ice shinin' brighter than a black man's plight, I'ma make it right
                                       Dmaj7
In the meantime, I'll give some advice while these blood diamonds gettin' cleaned off
       N.C.                                       C#m7
Nigga, fuck the price, spend it then, then again, I can't save niggas
             F#m7 N.C.
I'm not Superman, but I could try
                 Dmaj7
I'm sorry I'm pretentious
 
Sorry that the talent, knowledge, passion isn't missin'
             C#m7                                     F#m7
Sorry when I talk my shit and I could back it up with confidence, it get you niggas trippin', man
Dmaj7
Fuck the numbers, fuck a hook
 
You put me on a stage and I'll show you the difference
                 C#m7
Let me see y'all hit a stage (No, y'all can't do it)
                 F#m7
Let me see y'all write a page (Y'all not gon' do it)
 
Let me see you make a decision I
 
 
[Bridge]
F#m7
Made, and claim that I don't know about minimum wage or Section 8
 
water in the ketchup bottle to stretch when niggas ate
 
Gettin' pressed by niggas hoppin' gates
F#m7
Thinkin' it's normal 'cause you ain't supposed to make it past 18 or escape the Figure 8 cycle
                                   N.C.            F#m7
And I promise this is like a diet, I'ma make a way and I did, did
 
Shit feel good, work paid off, now we gon' celebrate
 
But niggas claim you arrogant when they can't relate to moments of feelin' great
F#m7
So they aim, duck-duck-duck 'em
 
Shot right back, buck-buck-buck 'em
 
Sorry, not sorry (Buck 'em, buck 'em)
          N.C.
I got two words, fuck 'em
 
 
[Outro]
Bm7
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