No Regrets

I done called cap on a Ten
Seen him buy a trap and write it off
Needed Brian Steel to get him off
Complained about ha body and got it done
Called me like she only eating grits
I been at the point uh no regret
Holdin on for what, we made a mess
He shootin' for who he pass on all da hits
Did the most, he was really supposed to check
Swiss the car, you wanna know the rest
Switch the vin, and voided all the Tracks
ATL, I'm learnin from the best
Wire Transfer, they voided all the checks
I ain't been condoning nothing extra
We jumping out, they jumping in da text
Have a nigga running with his chest
Huh
I'm just runnin' with the killers round the town huh
Im just wondering when my niggas really getting out huh
Im just looking at a nigga statement when I seen the name I dropped da phone
Had to tell his big bro he lame, you know niggas change that's how it go
I could tell when a nigga scared, he ain't ever been here, bro just go
Caught the mail, go on head & grab it
You ain't gotta push it, just get it and go
Shit amazed me we was getting raided & I was just praying for em
Shit crazy, Brody actually made it, & he was gettin hated on

He was chained but I tried to train em & couldn't say too much
It was heavy we was trying errythin' but couldn't get it down
Used to teach em really errythin', but they starting to get it now
Im gettin money gang, yu wanna get it, bro yu can't wait around
We gettin money gang, yu can't wait around yu gotta get em now
Stuck in traffic, switch on my lap, Oh I gotta flick it down
Before it got out that these niggas was snitching, I told em don't bring him around
Media Murderers cappin for the gram, like they ain't getting blown down
No hotels, Free Max B, Ron pass me dat L
Im tryna make sure he ain't pampered, he don't pass onna murda, he passed the test
Im solving my problems with a college bitch, & we won't een havin sex
Bro a G Son, he went D1 came back tryna spin
Asking me for guns, like why you need one, man dis shit ain't pretend
Ain't no re runs, only my bruddas with me, I ain't got friends
Left the city for a year, came back around town with a fully Gen
Rell Rell let BLovee fuck his sister I knew he was pussy den
Paid Bills, felt wrong, lifted that trick up made her feel like a Ten
Had to get it all together, dey won't really with da gang like dey say dey is
I took care of it, & I popped da meds, I was feeln different, I couldn't feel
Snaked a snake out, jumped the gate, I had rip my pants, this shit real
Callin' niggas on FaceTime, told his ass to get back, nigga be scared
Poppin' them fake percs, he ain't lackin bro he pass that
Beat that case first, and have the state hurtin', Slide back
Buss a straight turn, & take his face off, them flashbacks