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There's a lot of things I've done that I won't do again Like walking round with lil shawty so they can say he the man Or waiting round for celebrities who all claim you as fans Or readjusting my music to parallel the new trend Or go off first impressions and think I made a new friend I'll prolly have to watch my back and when I'm with them pretend Well that depends on they vibe and when they show they true colors Examine how they treating me vs how they treating each other Baby girl loving me but look how she treating her mother How can I hold on to someone disrespecting they mother I got a allot regrets Some of em I just neglect Some of em I can't forget Some of em you would respect Like the great things I did but how I went on about it Yeah the mission completed it could be better I shouted Oh yeah I guess that's another me thinking I could be perfect Then go punish myself as if I truly deserve it Cause I gave it my all but man that convo was awkward Like when I care I collapse and when I don't care I prosper Man I should write a book I guess I'll become An author Wait my book is an album you won't find anything hotter Woah I regret allotta things in my life I done sacrificed allotta things that I like War is always sweet to the ones who never fight Going hard is good until takes away your light And they tried to take mine Nobody help you up the hill but show up when you incline They don't wanna pay your bills but show up when its lunch time Whats sad I still let em eat but some won't ever touch mine Like some the ones I grew up with They got me sick to my stomach How I known you forever we go to college and love it I check on you time to time make sure you healthy and good But they never check up on me well if I died then they would Show up to my grave with nothing left to say Prolly tell my momma that your son was saint Prolly tell my brother that I did what they can't I been stabbed so much ion even feel the pain Young Zoe he da king he don't even fear the game If the throne get demolished know that he the one to blame If my soul being honest I'm just weeping for the slain Died in the hood by the ones they called they friends Riding to the death but they busting up your frame Bullet to the head they was aiming for your brain So many regrets oh lord I'm ashamed That coulda been me if you didn't set me straight Lord I regret allotta things in my life I done sacrificed allotta things that I like War is always sweet to the ones who never fight Going hard is good until takes away your light Life a track and field you better hope you find your place Be aware of friends who be lying to your face Watch out for the ones who be reaching for your plate Or the ones who eat your food fore you finish saying grace Loving everybody don't mean being took for granted Lend a helping hand just becareful how you hand it Never show your plan or even tell em how you plan it Only tell em you on earth once you reach another planet
Writer(s): Nashbi Grand-jean Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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