NO REGRETS (feat. Kidd Camo & Chef L'Omer)
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I'm livin' with no regrets You livin' with loaded stress That's why you load the tec But you still on the bench Get up the shoulder press Roll up with homies who know when I show distress Put trust in 'em I know they knowin' best I ain't a number to 'em With these numbers you Couldn't get into the squad I guess it the rotom dex I'm livin' with no regrets You got demons always followin' The cup of lean that you been swallowin' Probably gonna be the one that's polishin' Off what remains of your dreams they been hollow n' Cracked at the seams so it seems they demolished but Sometimes what seems to be beaten is solid Yea I'm livin' with no regrets It's funny to me How somebody somewhere somehow Thinkin' they better than me So full of horse shit, ready the steed You could get curved like the letter is D Pedal to metal I ready the key The things that appear in the mirror ain't really Appearin' as clear as they seem (Uh ay uh ay) I'm livin' with no regrets (Ay yuh ay yuh) I'm livin' with no regrets (Ay yuh ay yuh) I'm livin' with no regrets (Ay yuh ay yuh) I'm livin' with no regrets (Ay yuh) Everyone think they know me But they not been staying on beat I open my doors And they wanting the key My sentiment often Results in portraying of greed I thought I was free Behind in my standards I could be surrounded by tweeks Always rhetorical Asking myself if I'm worthy To take a place where all the kings having been taking a seat They state that I'm changing I'm growing up Don't even know what that means Seconds ago I was confident this was the end of my streak A fire that sparked in me while back is only displayed in the way that I bleed L'omer he peacin' the scene My family tight If you roll the dice Then your last sight is gonna be of the beam Yo Played ball Started throwing the set Got the mac down that I keep as a pet It's the mac rounds That been callin' the techs Yeah the packs loud Pullin up with the cheques I'm Matt Brown And I'll send you to death I got no regrets Money machine Like 100 Gecs Lovin' nas But I scold the Mets And I'm off the wall But with most expense I'm missing my brother I'm done with the bottlin' Don't have to drop from the op Cause I'm not what these fools have been modelin' Constantly boggled By those who ain't throttle My modo Is go for the gold so you goblin Toggle the switch when I'm stuck in the cobble I don't need a safe place to coddle with Just need to maintain my grind My momentum is never dishonourin' Never pretend to be something I'm not Ain't been through much But the things that I've been through Stay grained in my brain Cause it felt like a lot I was stuck in a spot When they told me to stop So I told em' to rot They gon' be spinning When they see in me winnin' Not giving a second When I'm at the top I made the decision They wanted permission Stood keeping it blank Till the day I done popped (Ay yuh ay yuh Ay) I'm livin' with no regrets (Ay yuh ay yuh) I'm livin' with no regrets (Ay yuh ay yuh) I'm livin' with no regrets (Ay yuh ay yuh) I'm livin' with no regrets (Ay yuh) I'm livin' with no regrets You livin' with You livin' with You live with mistakes Devoured the beat, so pass me a plate Been livin' with no regrets and it's funny how none of You claim to be actin' this way I'm actually happy it's great My fam good And the squad good And the food good And the weather good It seems an immaculate day I don't gotta box to be cashin' like Klay I'd rather be boxed in a corner than hopelessly Floating in space I'd prolly get out that way I'm livin' with no regrets But you Luffy when talkin' you known to stretch Put a muzzle on you, like I own a pet If you wanna get up here go and sesh If you wanna even compare, go reflect How you older yet Both shoulders holdin' big boulders Overthink more then most you turn colder Hope you got folgers, pour or get slowed Emotions controlled by clones and by cobras Sorta bipolar Hope you find enough in your health don't lie over Hope you find enough in yoself to die sober Almost forgot I shouldn't be preachin' My mental on top a diving board headin' straight to The deep end Now many more, gonna relate to this feelin' If any boy Approaches me asking for help finna give him advice Life is a gamble just Nah f*ck that Keep grindin' lil homie until you can say you nice Get a lil' paper then fly off like kites All of the best always loadin' their nights Don't be rolling dice the house always winnin' Just lift up your chin'n you gonna be alright Yeah Just lift up your chin'n you gonna be alright Stay livin' with no regrets, then surely you able to sleep through the night (Ay Yuh)
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