3100 Heem - Outro (No Regrets)

Mmm
Gotta smoke this blunt
Na mean?
This blunt talkin bih no cap
(Laughs)
Mmm mmm mmm mmm
31
I knew I was gonna be that Nigga since a kid
And on God I don't got no regrets for the shit I did
Everything happens for a reason
It is what it is
Everybody around you finna switch it is what it is
Don't got no sympathy for a bitch
Tell them what it is
Bitch I smoke to get high
Why the fuck y'all smoking mid?
I just copped a QP yeah them commas coming in
Gotta pray to God everyday, all I do is sin
Gotta thank God everyday, all I do is win
Free all my soldiers locked up
Free them out that pen
Only spitting out the real, I ain't doing no pretend
Steady feeling like I'm dying
All I want to do is live
I can't be putting in my all
I swear my heart is gone
You swore you was that bitch but that pussy made me yawn
Yeah you swore you was that bitch
But that shit looked like a lawn
And you swear you taking dick
But you couldn't take this shlong
Why these bitches capping ,tired of the yapping
Yeah that lil bitch want me
Because she see Lil Heem be rapping
And I'm done with all that sapping
The lean got me relaxing
See a bitch I want, imma hit her like it's madden
I ain't tripping, ain't tripping, on you
(Bitch it's 31)
On you, and I'm sipping, I'm sipping
Alone, I'm all alone
I knew I was gonna be that Nigga since a kid
And on God I don't got no regrets for the shit I did
Everything happens for a reason
It is what it is
Everybody around you finna switch it is what it is
I ain't worried about a girl
Man a bitch gonna be a bitch
Only worried about the munyun
Trying to ice my neck and wrist
Don't even gotta say shit
Yeah Lil Heem he got the Rizz
All I gotta do is pop out
And you see my diamonds hit
Why these bitches capping ,tired of the yapping
Yeah that lil bitch want me
Because she see Lil Heem be rapping
And I'm done with all that sapping
The lean got me relaxing
See a bitch I want, imma hit her like it's madden
I ain't tripping, ain't tripping, on you
(Bitch it's 31)
On you, and I'm sipping, I'm sipping
Alone, I'm all alone
Glock Nine, yeah I use it
Run up imma shoot it
Try to leave, hit you with them arrows like I'm Cupid
Lil bitch I am ruthless, & I thought you knew this
Play wit my heart, fuck with your life
Because bitch I'm stupid
Ohh ohhh ohhh mmmm
Bitch it's 31
Yeah
Gang

Written by:
Ibrahim Toure

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