[Intro]
Ayy, I was sittin' in an interview and he asked me, like-
Like, do I regret the shit that I did?
And I'm tellin' the nigga, like, what am I gonna regret the shit-
How I'ma regret some shit made me me?
Everything, the shit I did, done made me me
So why the fuck I'ma change that?
That would change me
[Verse 1]
Shit hit me like 2014 on the bus, I ain't have no car
Ain't nobody think I was gonna get far
'Cause a nigga sell weed and I tot my Glock
That was my first time ever seein' jail but a nigga ain't know that it won't gon' stop
I ain't lеarn 'cause I ain't takin' it serious, walking 'round in my socks
Niggas be hatin', I bе making 'em furious, walking 'round with all these rocks
Crackers be watching us, we be makin' them curious buyin' up all these Glocks
It was like 2016, I traded a .380 for my chop
Who would have guessed it, one year later, 2017, yeah I'd be locked?
2018 I was in that box
Crackers took my mat, I was sleepin' on rocks
I was countin' down and watchin' the clock, November when I drop
2019 a nigga was chillin', by 2020 I was back in that box
I spent New Year's with my cellie, smokin' [?], drinkin' [?]
[Pre-Chorus]
I could see fireworks out my window, I done shed tears on top of this bunk
Crackers might lock me up but that won't stop my shine 'cause I'm a star
Ayy, I was sittin' in an interview and he asked me, like-
Like, do I regret the shit that I did?
And I'm tellin' the nigga, like, what am I gonna regret the shit-
How I'ma regret some shit made me me?
Everything, the shit I did, done made me me
So why the fuck I'ma change that?
That would change me
[Verse 1]
Shit hit me like 2014 on the bus, I ain't have no car
Ain't nobody think I was gonna get far
'Cause a nigga sell weed and I tot my Glock
That was my first time ever seein' jail but a nigga ain't know that it won't gon' stop
I ain't lеarn 'cause I ain't takin' it serious, walking 'round in my socks
Niggas be hatin', I bе making 'em furious, walking 'round with all these rocks
Crackers be watching us, we be makin' them curious buyin' up all these Glocks
It was like 2016, I traded a .380 for my chop
Who would have guessed it, one year later, 2017, yeah I'd be locked?
2018 I was in that box
Crackers took my mat, I was sleepin' on rocks
I was countin' down and watchin' the clock, November when I drop
2019 a nigga was chillin', by 2020 I was back in that box
I spent New Year's with my cellie, smokin' [?], drinkin' [?]
[Pre-Chorus]
I could see fireworks out my window, I done shed tears on top of this bunk
Crackers might lock me up but that won't stop my shine 'cause I'm a star
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