Nipsey Hussle - No Regrets lyrics

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Nipsey Hussle - No Regrets lyrics

[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle] f** this track you get your sh** splat Before you ever heard me rap, I had to spit crack Slimey rocks crashed off they [?] shop Doing numbers like Def Jam in the 90's but Much to there surprise I'm the f**in flyest In the Chevy n***a playin Pac n***a "Still I Rise" Blue rag around my forehead, code red [?] red infultrate rap to take more bread Quote it how you want, I just rolled a blunt I'm sippin lean in first cla** gettin' my shoulders rubbed Streets is talkin' so I'm listening with a loaded gun Still all I hear is n***as sayin' I'm the chosen one Champagne open one, watch it over run I heard him say a drunk mind speak a sober tongue We're still adjusting to the changes I been gettin' money but it's different when you famous There's been n***as famous but it's different when you bangin' All these n***as hatin', all these police tryna hank you What should you do? decisions your blood racing Fresh out the count, trying to go platinum on probation But no regrets my n***a just smoke break Just soak it all out, double back from both angles Artists that label, no favors, no thank you Rap about it all just to [?] Pull up in cars with blunts large like Jamaican Sticky from bell sells white broads named Rachel Never broke code and I never made statements on the rules [?] all fall speculation Greatness fooly, four words, self made salute me A lot of n***as watching now prolly hate this movie, but f** em I'm so tired of the same discussion I'm worth M's n***as ain't made nothin' [Hook: Zeke] No regrets now, I got it off my chest now Since the womb, mama know I'm a special That's prolly why she don't wanna 'notha level Real never fall off, like fake bezels Spirit over rebel, heart of a lion All that's inside me, Is worth all this trying Worth all this grindin' Cause I'm from the hood and we ain't scared about dying Just want my end [Verse 2: Nipsey Hussle] Success I just want my fair share in life In that self made I ain't tryna hear life Still proud of what I look at in the mirror life Hyde Park hussle half baked on a Paris flight I'm sippin' hot tea before I hit the stage Earl grey, mother a pearl face Forever I'm the flyest, we f** on Chanel sheets Count cash after shows, I spazzed on the globe I pa**ed all my goals, then I mapped out some more On this never ending road I fix flats in the cold boy Respect how I master my role, and I made it all happen alone [Hook]

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