Regrets

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Never been the type to show regret
Always been the one in shorty head
She hit me while she layin' in your bed
Apologizin' for the things she said
I never been the type to show regret
Do what I gotta do to stack the bread
You probably the type to call up the feds
I been huntin' runnin' comin' for your neck
Its poppin' off
She walkin' off
Know you mad at me baby cuz them streets will talk
I see she heard that lil gossip goin round the block
All them posse's causin' problems workin round the clock
Cuz we off n on
Like lights switchin' up from bright to dark
And they minds tell em that they might have a shot
And you know our code make a bag n plot
So go n get up in them sheets and let me change yo walk
Cuz these days time mainly consistent of
The constant watchin' of who they wish they was
Thots been thottin' think they switch it up
Even on yo last leg they try to trip you up
Ah shit
Now I gotta go and be a menace
Purp' mixed with pink ain't a damn thing I be regrettin'
I been seein' things that weaker beings couldn't be presentin'
Bullet through yo brethren n tie you up with his small intestine
Let that get my message across before I pop off
Pitter patter blammer gon' turn yo crib to a pair of crocs
Hitta hold a hammer of judgment without a fear of god
Reason them boomers stuck in a crime fearin' paradox
Never been the type to show regret
Always been the one in shorty head
She hit me while she layin' in your bed
Apologizin' for the things she said
I never been the type to show regret
Do what I gotta do to stack the bread
You probably the type to call up the feds
I been huntin' runnin' comin' for your neck
For the last six months I been seein' red
As if satan playin' symphonies up inside my head
Mind said f*ck happiness to fall in love with dread
Force a bitch to cut me off with some crazy shit I said
I'm whippin' in the foreign out the lot
Think yo homies riding when they not
Saw us they got' run up off the block
Ran you down I'm boutta knock off yo jaw
Leave yo lips at yo feet when yo face meet my fist
Its alright I'll be the one to give yo baby momma kiss
She a round me for an hour then it graduate to dick
Once I put my kids inside her I'ma send yo ass the vid
But f*ck that all these bitches want is a check
Or to gain some from the status so that's why I neglect
Every single last hoe that try to gain my respect
So if I pass up on yo pussy I won't show no regrets
Never been the type to show regret
Always been the one in shorty head
She hit me while she layin' in your bed
Apologizin' for the things she said
I never been the type to show regret
Do what I gotta do to stack the bread
You probably the type to call up the feds
I been huntin' runnin' comin' for your neck
Every bad bitch I know love to eat sushi
Had one just last week her name was Luci
She let me hit cuz I'm 6'4 and goofy
Tell her I don't wanna date here come the mood swings
So fine so gifted and I'm talking' smoothly
How I get away with treatin' bitches rudely
Reachin' out to me like a fiend for a tooly
Girl get in line you just another groupie
Oh shit
Cali on a roll now
Knockin' this bitch and the one a couple doors down
Who's this
Tell her I don't know her
Only see her in the winter time like a snow bird
Cuz it's on to the next
And it's on to the next
Kept the bitch for too long now her love confess
Now she actin' strange with her face full of strain
Girl f*ck yo flowers
I'm tryna buy a chain
I'll buy a big whip with bad bitches in the rear
When I'm at Coachella I want your face full of tears
Cuz you had it all but only had it for a year
You blowin' up my phone just straight actin' weird
Don't be foolish
Don't be stupid
Just chase bags and don't chase cupid
Life be better with assets fluid
MTLB. up next thought you knew it

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