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 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 fuck 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 fuck 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 fuck 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