No Regrets

[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle] Fuck diss tracks, you get your shit splat Before you ever heard me rap, I had to spit crack Slimy rocks, CRASH thought they'd find me shot But doing numbers like Def Jam in the '90s pot Much to they surprise I'm the fuckin' flyest In the Chevy nigga playin' Pac, nigga, "Still I Rise" Blue rag around my forehead, code red Slauson Ave. infiltrate rap to take more bread Quote it how you want, I just rolled a blunt I'm sippin' lean in first class gettin' my shoulders rubbed Streets talkin' so I'm listening with a loaded gun Still all I hear is niggas sayin' I'm the chosen one Champagne open one, watch it over-run I heard him say a drunk mind speak a sober tongue We're still adjusting to the changes I've been gettin' money but it's different when you famous It been niggas famous but it's different when you bangin' All these niggas hatin', all these police tryna hang you What should you do? Decisions, your blood racing Fresh out the county, tryna go platinum on probation But no regrets, my nigga, just more bank Just soak it all out, double back from both angles Artists, their label, no favors, no thank you And rap about it all just to lace you Pull up in cars with blunts large like Jamaicans Sticky from bell sells, white broads named Rachel Never broke code and I never made statements So the rules say, mute all false speculation Greatness fooly, four words: self made, salute me A lot of niggas watching now probably hate this movie, but fuck 'em I'm so tired of the same discussion I'm worth M's, niggas ain't made nothin' [Chorus: Zeke] No regrets now, I got it off my chest now Since the womb, mama know that I'm a special That's probably why she don't want another level Real never fall off, like fake bezels Spirit over rebel, heart of a lion All that's inside me, Is worth all this trying Worth all this grindin' 'Cause I'm from the hood and we ain't scared about dying Just want mine [Verse 2: Nipsey Hussle] Look, success, I just want my fair share in life And live that self-made, I ain't tryna hear life Still proud of what I look at in the mirror life Hyde Park hustle, half-baked on a Paris flight I'm sippin' hot tea before I hit the stage Earl grey, mother of pearl face Forever I'm the flyest, we fuck on Chanel sheets Count cash after shows, I spazzed on the globe I passed all my goals, then I mapped out some more On this neverending road, I fix flats in the cold, boy Respect how I master my role And I made it all happen alone [Chorus: Zeke] No regrets now, I got it off my chest now Since the womb, mama know I'm a special That's probably why she don't want another level Real never fall off, like fake bezels Spirit over rebel, heart of a lion All that's inside me, Is worth all this trying Worth all this grindin' 'Cause I'm from the hood and we ain't scared about dying Just want mine