I don’t regret my relapseish Your Stepdad

[Intro]
Ayy
(Shit), shit (Hey Olly, ah, come on in here, dude)
Ayy (Brrt)

[Chorus 1]
Bitches always play the victim, mama taught me do that too
Jesus promised me the racks, but he can't promise me a boo (Shit)
I been posted in that place that niggas call a three by two
I tell a ho just how I feel, it ain't no holding back the truth (Bitch)
They play my verses in LA, at least somebody heard the truth
Niggas spam a million brands and think that got— (Uh, yeah)
Niggas spam a million brands and think that shit resemble juice
Generation X, might need a mental institute
Emergencies and butt cheeks on my screen, I think I had enough (Fuck)
Yeah, ayy, I don't regret my— (Uh)
Shit (Huh?), I don’t rеgret my relapse, ayy (Huh?), shit

[Verse]
And I don't know if I should havе text her, I was really testing chances
Now she wanna Netflix, chill it, how come women so demanding?
I don’t know when I should touch her, when the fuck my hands get clammy?
Nervous to initiate, I'm not the type to take advantage
Mom went through hella pain, she raised a nigga gentlemanly
Pull out when I'm on the cusp, the world don’t need another man-me
Chicago not the village for me, The Matrix got a different stance
How the hell am I a hero? Barely just became a man (Shit, shit)
Gang, ayy
Cutting off my locs again, I'm sleeping on my self-enhancement
Never had a date to prom, I underestimated damage
Yep, ayy, look
Had to cut my favorite bitch off, shorty kept on asking questions
That's just how I made it to the top, I kept on asking questions (Ayy, ayy)