No Regrets

No regrets, had to level up

Holla’d at the jeweller, put baguettes on that bezeller

The ish I’m on isn’t regular,

Vic ain’t really bout it that’s a lie don’t let em tell you that

I ain’t looking in the mirror on these haters when I slide off

Young bruddas looking iced off

I might hit maroush with a ting I wanna slide on

There’s a couple tings I wanna style on,

My attitude is nylon, my arsenal is saigon

Let bygones be bygones, don’t try that with my dons

Money’s what my minds on and nobody gave it to me, I had to go and find some

Yeah I had to drop a couple people out

They was getting comfortable thinking that we’re equal now,

So me and them can’t mix again, got a couple pals moving nose like the Mexicans

I need a mash that got legs on it and bad ting by my side who's dead honest

I’m gonna mash this works put your bets on him,

Ten floors up I ain’t worried bout no dead comments

No regrets, had to level up

Holla’d at the jeweller, put baguettes on that bezeller

The ish I’m on isn’t regular,

Vic ain’t really bout it that’s a lie don’t let em tell you that

Money calling that’s my cellular,

Yeah that food is bosh don’t let em sell you that

Getting top from a ting and get a call from a next ting and I was like I’ll bell you back

Catching up with destiny, she was like what held you back,

I was like I was in the dark thinking where you at

‘Til I found a torch, shined it out, I’m like there you are

Then she said I kept your dreams safe see here you are

Yeah it’s real life when I tell ts, before mics and the telly

Was all nighters with cellis, I bought mine and I’m ready

We all ride for the belly, yeah

I was full time with a semi

Had to clock the game now my ting is patterned

I ain’t on a move nowadays when I’m seen in Hatton

Real talk yeah I’ve seen it cracking

When you really leave all to God, anything can happen