Prince AR - no remorse

Chasin on money, I'm chasin on fame
I'm chasin on shit that'll get rid the pain
I'm smokin the herb while I'm swervin em' lanes
I'm swervin 'em rumours and dodgin em fakes
Don't give a fuck bout wha anyone sayin
Ride with the stick, talkin' shit and I'll spray it
They hatin on me, on my downfall they prayin
Shit I'll never get it, you muhfuckas lame

Shit I'll never trip over bitches
I'm gettin these digits
I'm gettin to riches
My killas is spinnin
Diss me n they hittin take off ya top
Take in you lucky if you ain't a opp
Fuckin with me, I'll spin on yo block
Put you in the ground and I'll piss in the pot
Ain't got no morals I'm prayin you rot

I just need money, don't need me no friends
Came out the dirt, I can't go back again
Tired of feelin these feelin's again
Rather get high I don't care how it ends
I'm tired of actin, dont wanna pretend
Hate half of the people who call me they friend
They see me up and come back and pretend
They won't give a fuck when I'm rotting' or dead

Shit I'll never trip over bitches
I stay on a mission
Chasin the bag got a heavy commitment
Life on the line, they wanna know how I get it
They wanna know how I get it and mix it and flip it and shit
Lyrical genius up in this bitch
Prolific, know how I get in this bitch
Take off ya top, no remorse in this bitch
I could keep going and going and flowing
Shots at the opps just keep pourin and pourin
Takin a hit then a sip got me rollin
Tourin the 6, 401 in a stolen
Everyone question if the boy got it
Don't need to chase on nothing boy I got it
Got me a wifey and 3 bags, regardless
Wont ever loose it, I can't go without it

Written by:
Prince AR

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