Bookee - No Regrets

Growing up had no regrets
Tryna put the past to rest
Demons be haunting my head
Might jus put one in the head
Might jus put this shit to rest
Up is where I’m going next
Might jus pray to god instead
These niggas plotting on my head
But niggas bitches or they fed
Tossin turnin in my bed
Sleepless nights pain in my neck
Endless thoughts forever stressed
Hope my brothers get the best
Hope my sister get the best
I know my grandma see me
I jus pray momma don’t see me next
Prayin momma don’t see me next
Until I’m up and really blessed
Niggas really at my neck
Fuck you goofys bitch you next
Reload, cock and grip the tec
Watch me turn into the best
Slangin my name through the mud
Niggas really on my dick
Really hatin on the kid
Really hatin onna jhit
Really hatin onna demon
That’s the worst thing niggas did
Niggas ain’t tryna shake nun because these niggas really kids
Scared of committing a homi
Nigga you really a bitch
Growing up had no regrets
Tryna put the past to rest
Demons be haunting my head
Might jus put one in the head
Might jus put this shit to rest
Up is where I’m going next
Might jus pray to god instead
These niggas plotting on my head
But niggas bitches or they fed
Tossin turnin in my bed
Sleepless nights pain in my neck
Endless thoughts forever stressed
Hope my brothers get the best
Hope my sister get the best
I know my grandma see me
I jus pray momma don’t see me next
Hol up lemme catch my breath
Hol up lemme get a check
Keep on talkin you get stretched
Do not talk down on the set
You gon see my granny next
Talking shit it’s wraps you dead
Ion play bout what I said
Spraying guns and whippin checks
Fuckin on yo lil bitch and she sayin that I do it best
Haven’t these niggas learned yet
That I’mma demon on the set
They been called me bookee
Rapping ain’t what started that
I ain’t even started yet
I’m jus gettin started yes
Can’t even at me
You kno I’m coming for the trophy next
Comin for the chickens next
Comin for these niggas necks
Pussy niggas tryna flex
Put they card in my pocket
Because these niggas wanna test
Lemon squeeze these niggas heads
Bitches begging for the bread
Why ain’t you fw me then
When I was down on my ass
But now I’m up and niggas sick
On my grandma yous a bitch
Why you testin my gangsta
Like I won’t really pull this shit
Growing up had no regrets
Tryna put the past to rest
Demons be haunting my head
Might jus put one in the head
Might jus put this shit to rest
Up is where I’m going next
Might jus pray to god instead
These niggas plotting on my head
But niggas bitches or they fed
Tossin turnin in my bed
Sleepless nights pain in my neck
Endless thoughts forever stressed
Hope my brothers get the best
Hope my sister get the best
I know my grandma see me
I jus pray momma don’t see me next

Written by:
Jachob Martin

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