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No Regrets
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No Regrets was released on February 25, 2022 by Lightskin Records :) as a part of the album No Regrets - Single
February 25, 2022
LabelLightskin Records :)
LanguageEnglish
BPM117
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

What is your biggest regret?
Not being more open to things
(Damn, fuck)
Not letting people speak more frequently
Not taking school as seriously as I should have
(Ah man, I wish I could have did that or that)
Chances to speak up for other people
Not saying sorry no more
(Ah, man)
(Shit)
(Fuck you)
No regrets in this bitch **** fuck that (Fuck that)
Glock with a nut in this bitch it gon' bust back
That boy dirt as shit, he a muskrat (Damn)
Cash in my lap, in my hand, it's a must-have (Need that)
Know I keep that shit grip like a lunch bag
My baby throwing it back like a humpback
O-Oh well **** I'm setting sail ****
Through the mail ****, that's where I sail ****
I keep that pat, yo bitch keep on throwing it back
I beat it, I eat it like snack
These drugs and my heart beating out of my chest
I'm losing my breath, I don't know what's left
L-Light as a feather, no weight on my chest
I'm benching my weight and I'm doing these reps
I don't need no spotter, I spot 'em, I got 'em
I drop 'em, I kill 'em, I left 'em forgotten (Enemy spotted)
How I'm preaching this shit like a prophet
I be picking up pieces like cotton (Pick it up, pick it up)
Reap what you sow, now the reaper that's got 'em
I pick 'em up my scythe and that **** got slaughtered
No, it's off with yo head, guillotine him like he french
How I run shit, Napoleon
Get off that dumb shit, **** I'm sent
Yeah, how I punch in, Pacquiao fist
Yeah, ain't no bitch shit boy, I'm on man time
Eat a feast with the gang now I slam time
We gon' rampage all over through The Grand Line
Stay in one piece, we do not break ties
Kill the pussy that bitch got like 8 lives
You the type to get caught up on Dateline
NBC he's on my TV, yeah up it Chris and the police
Shit she a freak, she gon' do what I say so
Fucked up, my eyes red like tomato
I be spreading that guap like it's mayo
I need that bread with a side of that queso
For my cheddar I hold that vendetta
I got that bread right on my skull like beretta
I don't give a fuck how he do it 'cause I do it better
My head keep on spinning, my brain in the blender
Sweeter than Dizzy, shit I feel tipsy
I got more P's in the bank than Didity
She wanna lip lock, I told her "Kick rocks"
She know the shape of my body is tiptop (Yeah)
I think I need it, shit I be fiendin'
I hate being sober, I'm steady cheefing
Yeah, my only religion is living like Sosa
I'm finna pour dark shit in my soda
Look, white bitches love the dark skins I can't hold ya
**** get pop like coca-cola soda
It's me ****, we all kill it, we weed, we need peace ****
I make music, drop shit for me ****
I drop shit that's money boats I need ****
It's too late to catch up to me ****
I'm too far in this shit
I go hard ****, go hard in this bitch (Go hard)
Uh, I don't spend a dime on a free bitch (Dime on a free bitch)
**** that's a foul cause you reaching (Foul cause you reaching)
I don't give a fuck 'bout a defense (Fuck 'bout a defense)
**** get crossed, no Jesus
Like Jesus please, **** talk God till it's Jesus peace
Bitch I'm a god wherein Jesus be
Yeah **** talk hard till they meet the deed
It's rest in peace a hunnid (A hunnid, a hunnid, a hunnid, a hunnid)
H-Hunnit dollars bills on the ram how I'm coming
Baby catch a thrill if you reachin' my summit
I'll sick another pill, I'll gut and I'll fuck it
H-Hunnit dollars bills on the ram how I'm coming
Baby catch a thrill if you reachin' my summit
I'll sick another pill, I'll gut and I'll fuck it
Written by: Teymour Edris-Ali Pasikhani
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