No Regrets (feat. Zeke)

Fuck diss tracks, you get your shit splat

'Fore you ever heard me rap, I had to spit crack

Slimy rocks, crashed off, they find me shot

By doing numbers like Def Jam in the 90's bot

Much to their surprise I'm the fuckin' flyest

In the Chevy playin' Pac, ****, "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 **** 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 been gettin' money but it's different when you famous

It been **** famous but it's different when you bangin'

All these **** hatin', all these police tryna hang you

What should you do? Decisions, your blood racin'

Fresh out the county, tryna go platinum on probation

But no regrets, my ****, just smoke breakin'

Just soak it all out, double back from both angles

Artists that 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 **** watchin' now probably hate this movie, but fuck 'em

I'm so tired of the same discussion

I'm worth Ms, **** ain't made nothin'

No regrets now, got it off my chest now

Since the womb, mama knew that I was special

That's prolly why she don't wanna 'notha level

Real never fall off, like fake bezels

Spirit of a 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

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 Hussle, half baked on a Paris flight

I'm sippin' hot tea 'fore 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 never-ending road, I fix flats in the cold, boy

Respect how I master my role

And I made it all happen alone

No regrets now, got it off my chest now

Since the womb, mama knew that I was special

That's prolly why she don't wanna 'notha 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