Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Regretz, artist - Villain Park. Date of issue: 14.05.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Regretz |
| Packed up my bags and got on, momma I gotta move on |
| Your only son getting grown, I gotta fiend for my own |
| 20 years from now guarantee I will be playing this song |
| Criticising myself on why I wasn’t growing at home |
| That’s why I stay on my grind |
| 25/8 and played the role I was given, I can see them haters grinnin' from a |
| mile away, a lil' nigga from around the way |
| Finally eating good, less beef and more calery |
| The devil at my door, hell no we’ll never let him in |
| He beggin' for my soul but that’s something I will never give up |
| Cus I ain’t into what you rappers into, only way I am selling out if I am |
| packing venues, lord knows I’ve been up |
| In the studio doing time like a condom when it break, I’ll be ripping when I am |
| inside |
| I’ve told my girl when I am gone, just leave your feelings aside because I am |
| on now don’t be surprised |
| Food for thought no I ain’t feeding you lies like these artists claming they |
| the artist, nigga step back and let the people decide on who they wanna hear |
| One year, double-X L, I ain’t gotta say much homie it speak for itself |
| I used to sit in my room thoughts lingering in my head |
| Kill a beat then kill a rapper dead my only option nigga make a profit then |
| become a profit nigga |
| At the club throwing my last bit of money I knew I should’ve pocket nigga |
| Life full of regrets, uhh, life is a bitch and right now she fucking me the best |
| Knew I had it coming when I was throwing out money stunting like I had but I |
| wasn’t, I was trying to be cool, blowing my only check |
| And I’m so self-made I can die then resurrect |
| Paint the picture of a young spitter out for that currency where money being |
| the motive but really it’s respect that I am out for |
| What you expect, Smokey up next |
| Don’t you hate a nigga who always wanna smoke up with no type of green, |
| no cannabis or cream just a fiend looking for the high but asking what’s the |
| ticket on the lean |
| Flashing shit they don’t own frontin' just to get seen |
| Taxis and everybody balling, All-Star Weekend |
| Give them a couple of mutts and watch them end up in the deep end |
| See OG I am not perfect, but question is it worth it? |
| I just wanna live my life but without a solid surface |
| I’ve been grinding for a minute but there’s no time to relax |
| 'cause niggas making it of a 808 and a clap |
| Making impressions like they really be whipping bricks in the trap |
| Claiming you pimping a pillow talk in a pussy of rats, it’s all facts |
| Any other information is wack |
| What you do without your precious social media act |
| Show me a thousand times, know they just keep coming back 'Cause I ain’t scared |
| of you motherfuckers, rest in peace Bernie Mac |
| Standing beside your crew they lookin' starstruck and when they rap I tell them |
| move to get a better reception to get they bars up |
| Some say it’s Allah, I say it’s dedication |
| Late nights, deep in the music with no communication, I am just tasting my dream |
| Ain’t got no time, I am like a clock missing arrows |
| Foot on the gas I am riding Dollo cus my circle narrow, face it |
| The grow up process of greatness, peace in the icebox I am freezing shells like |
| it’s the Matrix nigga |