Lyrics:
at will
Did seven on the slide, 8 worldwide
I'll be on my third Bentley by the time I'm at 9
I hear 'em crying, "You gon' sell out?" Ya damn right!
I
chased a lavlife
May nineteenth fell in love with that stage life
Missed graduation thought i'd never see what that stage like
And my brothers by my side
Sometimes I wanna act a fool
But it's harder cause I love my little daughter and
I'm still livin
And if they come no regrets
Understand i'm a man not a stone
not when I’m front row
Void inside my chest
Drowning in regrets
Let me hideaway
Running a relay
All by myself
No time to rest
Rise through the hate
feel it
High, I'm with God, ain't no way you can feel me
Counting my money, it's part of my routine
Shawty look good I put her in a two piece
Lil mama
head in
Do it by myself, yeah I'll load some lead in
Sing about the pain, make it my profession
Light another cig cuz damn I'm stressin
Know that I'll
send me back to the hole
Tryna get me to drop a dime on my bro
Fighting depression
I ain't winning and they knew it
I'm like fuck em we ball
They don't
ain't no honesty
By the beach, counting bank rolls, where I oughta be
She want a lot of me, you unknown like no caller ID
I don't need no bitch but shawty
Check it
No regrets, nigga no regards
I know the bar, raise mine, y'all can lower y'alls
What I lack in talent, I normally show in heart
Prolly
the mundane
I look at my face
Hoping to wash it away don't want to live in intangibles speaking in parables life is parabola
I'm trying to see it in panoramic
I
thangs the pain done kicked in
I'm just tryna figure out how my name den slipped in
You b*tches Sick keep talking shyt I bet you gone regret it
Confronted
not once have I seen you ride
Dumb little guys with lies
Soon get dug by my Rambo knife
I'll take your life, your soul is mine
If you're on me, come
It’s pop up parties and toast to my success, bring her back I wanna leave without regrets, got about three-four that want to, come along after and see
(Make your bed, regret your life)
Under my dispositions
Caught in late decisions
Over all my wisdom
Cut from the knots I've tied
Counting all
my new girl
Friends talking 'bout "that's supposed to be you, girl"
I need some real good lovin'
'Cause I'm troubled by the things that I see
I
nobody been around here lovin' on me
I got a empty hole in my chest
How do I fill it? Somebody give a prescription
I guess I gotta learn to live with
on to you
Your voice I'll embrace
Counting the days
You're closer than it seems
Delicately strong
One awaited song
It's closer
And if my mind floods with
the fuck you niggas here for?
Talking out your neck can get you slapped up in your ear hole
Swear these niggas acting man these niggas Dave Shapiro
Niggas
Just lie about it.
We do. That's part of our job.
Keep doing that, because we need those lies.
Dave Franco play him now in the documentary
Debt paid
on my high horse shit right now
You the asphalt, I'm in the sky
All you seen was a foreign machine
If I pull off and ride by right now
I ain't got
to a Bimmer
I pull up in some you can't afford
I keep a fire by my door
In case these niggas want war
Tell my haters I'm doing me
You gonna regret how you
Its all in my head
Don't make no regrets
I'm burning my chest
Feels like a bench press
I'm counting my steps
All the work I put in
It will pay off
In 81 a man said said that we would get it
No one talked, no one warned, all their writing was asemic
2012 we got hit by a bat
And now the world’s
Hands on my head, tryna figure it out
Stressed out, dug a hole
Now I'm tryna get out
Nearly lost my shit a few times
Can't say what about
You gotta
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