Regretz - Villain Park

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