No Regrets Lyrics

I done called cap on a Ten

Seen him buy a trap and write it off

Needed Brian Steel to get him off

Complained about ha body and got it done

Called me like she only eating grits

I been at the point uh no regret

Holdin on for what, we made a mess

He shootin' for who he pass on all da hits

Did the most, he was really supposed to check

Swiss the car, you wanna know the rest

Switch the vin, and voided all the Tracks

ATL, I'm learnin from the best

Wire Transfer, they voided all the checks

I ain't been condoning nothing extra

We jumping out, they jumping in da text

Have a nigga running with his chest

Huh

I'm just runnin' with the killers round the town huh

Im just wondering when my niggas really getting out huh

Im just looking at a nigga statement when I seen the name I dropped da phone

Had to tell his big bro he lame, you know niggas change that's how it go

I could tell when a nigga scared, he ain't ever been here, bro just go

Caught the mail, go on head & grab it

You ain't gotta push it, just get it and go

Shit amazed me we was getting raided & I was just praying for em

Shit crazy, Brody actually made it, & he was gettin hated on

He was chained but I tried to train em & couldn't say too much

It was heavy we was trying errythin' but couldn't get it down

Used to teach em really errythin', but they starting to get it now

Im gettin money gang, yu wanna get it, bro yu can't wait around

We gettin money gang, yu can't wait around yu gotta get em now

Stuck in traffic, switch on my lap, Oh I gotta flick it down

Before it got out that these niggas was snitching, I told em don't bring him around

Media Murderers cappin for the gram, like they ain't getting blown down

No hotels, Free Max B, Ron pass me dat L

Im tryna make sure he ain't pampered, he don't pass onna murda, he passed the test

Im solving my problems with a college bitch, & we won't een havin sex

Bro a G Son, he went D1 came back tryna spin

Asking me for guns, like why you need one, man dis shit ain't pretend

Ain't no re runs, only my bruddas with me, I ain't got friends

Left the city for a year, came back around town with a fully Gen

Rell Rell let BLovee fuck his sister I knew he was pussy den

Paid Bills, felt wrong, lifted that trick up made her feel like a Ten

Had to get it all together, dey won't really with da gang like dey say dey is

I took care of it, & I popped da meds, I was feeln different, I couldn't feel

Snaked a snake out, jumped the gate, I had rip my pants, this shit real

Callin' niggas on FaceTime, told his ass to get back, nigga be scared

Poppin' them fake percs, he ain't lackin bro he pass that

Beat that case first, and have the state hurtin', Slide back

Buss a straight turn, & take his face off, them flashbacks