Soar Thumb - Hand of Regret

I just wanna
Stack me some racks
Can't get my mind
Off the money
Diamonds around
Your wrists and neck
That just make me
Want to run it
Run up a check
Without the police
Looking for me
Kicking doors
Running up in the trap
Handcuff a "G"
Walking me out the dungeon
This ain't the life
I chose
But that's just
How I live
In yo mouth
Goes the fours
Soon as you start
Talking shit
My momma ain't
Raise no hoe
So don't play
Me like no bitch
Osama yo block
Drego
On mafia mob
I'm lit
An I put that on my set
I promise not to never die
In the hands of regret
Wishing I just wanna
Dump you out
When I feel disrespect
Load the Glock
Lord forgive me
I just had to get
That off my chest
Can't go back to
Loading them clips
Bout that money baby
Gutta hustle crazy
Boy I dump in yo whip
Pay me that paper
Streets made me gangster
We get famous off licks
48215 Chalmers Mafia
In this bitch

An I put that on my set
I promise not to never die
In the hands of regret
I put that on my set
I promise not to never die
In the hands of regret
An I put that on my set
I promise not to never die
In the hands of regret
Wishing I just wanna
Dump you out
When I feel disrespect
Load the 40 glock
Lord forgive me
I just had to
Get that off my chest

They say he
Rolling with Jake
Stroll in the place
Stove on the waist
Hole in yo face
Half in ya body
Incase of emergency
I ride with the Shotty
Aim and I got him
He was lame and retarded
What he think
I really came here
To party
While you
Trying to set me up
Like a mic stand
You rite fam
I ain't gotta shoot
No lames
I'll get you put in a box
Like I Goggled yo name
Spit propane
One line cocaine
I done time
I know pain
Sunshine told me
To go rain
It's a long grind
Summer gone
have to understand
The block hot as Phoenix
They call me Thunder Dan
When it's hammer time baby
Don't get caught
Doing the fucking running man
Shot out to Icewood
Shot out to Showboat
Real Negus get shoot
But we don't go broke
(Nope that's a muthafucking
No no)

An I put that on my set
I promise not to never die
In the hands of regret
I put that on my set
I promise not to never die
In the hands of regret
An I put that on my set
I promise not to never die
In the hands of regret
Wishing I just wanna
Dump you out
When I feel disrespect
Load the 40 glock
Lord forgive me
I just had to
Get that off my chest

(No Regrets)

Written by:
Kiell Inyard, RonEl Rogers

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find