Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Regrets, artist - Dj Kay Slay. Date of issue: 21.09.2017
Song language: English
No Regrets |
| Wave my hands about everything |
| Got no regrets about anything |
| If I did it all again wouldn’t change a thing |
| We didn’t know better man thats how we were raised |
| Or maybe we did but we didn’t care |
| Still standing hear with my head in the air |
| Screaming its my life, its my life, its my life, its my life, its my life |
| My life my tale my story |
| Went from rags to riches and gutta to glory |
| I used to live in a duplex, sharing a bathroom |
| Barber college haircut, Caesar and half moon |
| Say mane I came from the bottom of the barrel |
| Christmas came around we couldn’t even get a carroll |
| Birthdays came all a nigga got was older |
| And a mother fucking chip on my shoulder |
| Now I’m bigger and bolder |
| I understand the game that I’m playing in |
| Made my own lane thats the one that I’m staying in |
| Cleared my own path thats the one that I’m walking |
| And I could give a fuck what you talking |
| I’m rolling with Kay Slay, a.k.a. the Drama King nigga |
| And he already know the flow that imma bring nigga |
| NYC to PAT we stay connected |
| And you ain’t gotta like it bitch but you gotta respect it |
| Wave my hands about everything |
| Got no regrets about anything |
| If I did it all again wouldn’t change a thing |
| We didn’t know better man thats how we were raised |
| Or maybe we did but we didn’t care |
| Still standing hear with my head in the air |
| Screaming its my life, its my life, its my life, its my life, its my life |
| How many bitches I’m talking exotic ones |
| Bank accounts in the Caymans yeah that’s some tropic funds |
| No pun intended but your bitches unattended |
| As soon as you bought that wine I just crept up from behind |
| Yeah the cloth is Vera Wang, let’s give a toast to my niggas who never sang |
| I sling game like Khaled waters his plants |
| All I do is equity deals, keep your advance |
| A few bundles will get the fiends to stumble |
| Grappling on the floor could only lead to gun pull |
| Okay, take notice that its the last Don standing |
| Trap star champion, rap star mansion |
| Go figure, how I do coke figures |
| And I got a following unlike most niggas |
| Crack niggas, ask niggas how I smack niggas |
| With the MAC fast 'cause I am what I rap, niggas |
| Wave my hands about everything |
| Got no regrets about anything |
| If I did it all again wouldn’t change a thing |
| We didn’t know better man thats how we were raised |
| Or maybe we did but we didn’t care |
| Still standing hear with my head in the air |
| Screaming its my life, its my life, its my life, its my life, its my life |
| King of all Kings, ruler of all rulers |
| Sitting on the throne surrounded by all shooters |
| Get money like Frank Matthews not Lucas |
| Riding right past y’all haters, y’all ruthless |
| Watching the world from a sky scraper view |
| If I ain’t live at the fight then I buy Pay Per View |
| Might slide with your boo to a tropic island |
| Get off the block for a while cause the cops is wildin' |
| They want me locked up top or either Rikers Island |
| I been rocking Cuban links with the fat medallions |
| Been letting that hammer ring you better ask about him |
| I don’t rock with cowards, I don’t talk to police |
| And my main hoe wait when I walk in these streets |
| When it come to money man I’m getting hell of that |
| When you come to Harlem make sure you ask Gruff for a welcome mat |
| Nigga, yea |
| Wave my hands about everything |
| Got no regrets about anything |
| If I did it all again wouldn’t change a thing |
| We didn’t know better man thats how we were raised |
| Or maybe we did but we didn’t care |
| Still standing hear with my head in the air |
| Screaming its my life, its my life, its my life, its my life, its my life |