Legendary TK Beats - No Regrets (feat. Profound L.A. & 23 Capo) Lyrics

No regrets
No regrets
No regrets
I ain't bout to live with no regrets
I'm about to get it till it ain't a damn thing left
Even if I gotta do it on my own
Cause me, myself, and I, we always get along
I ain't bout to live with no regrets
Do the job, get the money, then it's on to the next
Even if I gotta do it on my own
Cause me, myself, and I, we always get along
I'm a product of my environment
A product of gunshots and lots of sirens
So until I feel like it's time for retirement
I am sent simply to write some shit that might just inspire them
Like a good father imma son ya
But know that this the last adoption
Because these youngstas ain't really sick
It's just my flow that has them coughing
Know you can't be the champ unless you battle often
Plus, you got no hits like you stay shadowboxing
That's some shit that I don't understand like that babble talking
Tell me if you ready to get buried, bitch, I have the coffins
But you've been a fool if you think win or lose
What you thought you had as an option
I was gone for a minute, now I'm back and I'm popping
And profound keeping it moving till you can actually stop him
I ain't bout to live with no regrets
I'm about to get it till it ain't a damn thing left
Even if I gotta do it on my own
Cause me, myself, and I, we always get along
I ain't bout to live with no regrets
Do the job, get the money, then it's on to the next
Even if I gotta do it on my own
Cause me, myself, and I, we always get along
It's 3am, and I'm still sipping off the bottle
Scheming, cause my pride won't let me ask to borrow
Swear I gotta get up off my ass
Make a change, do better than my past
Really tried to patch it up with my last
But that shit didn't last
Down on my dick, what do I do
Mask up, time to go truth
No questions, just hand it over my dude
Over that stove, I'm pookie effing rude
With the eight, like Kobe, I shoot
Hop in the thing, hit the gas, go zoom
Raising the churches, child of the streets
Load up, we finna hunt, it's opps season
Hold on, bear me the truth, young, I'm known the truth
Handle my issues on sight, broad day shoot
I ain't bout to live with no regrets
I'm about to get it till it ain't a damn thing left
Even if I gotta do it on my own
Cause me, myself, and I, we always get along
I ain't bout to live with no regrets
Do the job, get the money, then it's on to the next
Even if I gotta do it on my own
Cause me, myself, and I, we always get along
I've been patiently waiting, but the time has come
When it comes to my success, I know I'm the only one
Responsible for where I end up when it's all said and done
So join the team or run or you can still be undone
By this army of one with a weapon more powerful than any gun
Trust is not what you find in these cards
So you'll have to forgive me when I go so hard on these bars
Cause I know I'm the future, like flying cars
You had your chance to be the light, now you blinded by my shine
I know I totally diss you and I eclipse you
But that's another issue
Like going from words to pistols or hand grenades to missiles
Born in the 80's baby, Ricky and Terry made me
More than a little crazy, you can love me or hate me
I'm a deadly and a good dude
So make your next move your best move
Cause you can be second best if I let you