No Regrets - Intro

Regret is powerful

It’s more powerful than any fear on they have

And I have a lot of fears

One of my fears is the fear of failure

One life lesson that’s taught has me the most

Fear not to regret, fear not to regret, feel no regrets

Lighter!

(Verse: Dave East)

Started in the ghetto

Repen’in wild like Mello (New York!)

Bitches talk, gott’em pissed off, diamonds yellow

All I had to say “fuck you bitch”, was “hello” (hello)

My hands gripp’in metal

Conversations with the devil (ah)

Burn’in up my hands hot (hot)

Feds raided my man's spot

Ball so hard like Shammgod, (god)

Flow so dope I can’t stop (dope)

My whip look just like ocean spray

Pulled off when the cran dropped

Better calm your man down

Before I get your man shot (baow)

Navy blue my Yankee fit

Hood clicking like eighty six

You niggas soft like baby shit (soft)

Ask’in why like Jadakiss (Why?)

Poppi know I’m good

We bring it back so I don’t pay for shit

Flower had these niggas drunk

One more shot will mak’em sick

Twisted off the Remy (Remy)

Beats I cook like Lenny (cook'em)

Foam-posits royal blue

Shout go out to Penny (what'up?)

Money got me feel’in good

‘Cuz I ain’t have a penny

Prince Akeem in my aura

Don’t go nowhere without semi (strapped)

Automatic casket

All I bag is bad bitches (bad)

Shots fly get tragic

Respecters we got cash with us (respect)

Float’in on to ATL

You know that we got that gas in’em (gas)

Black gloves and that mask with’em

Y’all niggas just adlib’in

Mic jack I’m bad with it

Laundry mat you washed up (washed up)

Fake niggas just talk tough

And they switch it up when you spark up (brrr)

She roll it up while I’m lift’en (whipp'in)

Ride around and I’m sipp’in (sipp'in)

Long nose, Scott Pippen

Five racks on your head and you miss’in

Noth’in but a quarter to go fish’in

Caught with a quarter once and I’m dipp’in (gone)

Like blue cheese in my loose sleeve

Got niggas act’in different (illegal)

I don’t regret noth’in I did

I got bitches up all in my line (line)

Fuck them thousands I want ‘M’

I got figures all in my mind (mind)

Alcoholic I stay twisted

I keep liquor all of the time (time)

Never cuff’in call’in them mine

Give them space they fall’in in line

We was grind’in all through them Ps

In the back building all with that nine (strapped)

Had both eyes watch’in them B’s

In case you ever talk about crime (uh)

Watch me paint a picture like Van Gogh

Nike’s white cammos

Spend my first check on some ammo

Get your face painted like Rambo (bah)

Lambo when I get kinged

Ran hoes off of mixed tape

Grams sold out Pen State

From the Land Rover to the Ben’s plates

From the Ben’s plates to the hooptie (go)

Levi’s to the Gucci

Front’in hoes to the groupies

Come sit front row it’s my movie (it's my movie)

From the Ben’s plates to the hooptie

Levi’s to the Gucci

Front’in hoes to the groupies

Come sit front row it’s my movie

It’s my movie

My movie