Smoke DZA, Dom Kennedy - No Regrets Lyrics

(La música de Harry Fraud)

Don't give a fuck about your story, never mattered
Nigga fresh to death like I just came up out the gala
Instruct my little homies with some work like I'm their para'
Dinner at Ballato's, put the pussy on a platter, rather
Often, flossing never gets exhausting
Marathon mental, I'm all in
Fix silly from the big city
Is she on my dick really or the dick milli'?
Or the cuban how it sit chilly, really
Making imperative to get with me, really
I know the hustlers is feeling this
Steak tartare, breaking bread doing business
With hedge fund babies they invest, took a million risks
Brought his wife to the dinner
She did so much Botox, she talking like a ventriloquist
Gotta know what you dealing with
Louis the 13, shots for the table, baby, we really rich

Uh, I don't know what possess me to buy another chain (ay)
I cop another set, I need another neck (yeah)
Cartier braces, welcome to Lover's Lane (uh)
Sprinkle some baguettes, baby, no regrets
(I got the UCLA number five jersey on)
Uh, sprinkle some baguettes, baby, no regrets
(On stage not the basketball court)
Uh, sprinkle some baguettes, baby

Look, it's deeper than rap like Ross told you (what up?)
They couldn't pay me enough for what I go through
Before Pro Tools, baby, I would approach you
Like, "My name is Dominic" can spit you all kind of shit
While most these niggas soft and counterfeit (counterfeit)
Online poppin' shit, tryna save a bitch (tryna save a bitch)
Me, I like the Turbo in yellow (in yellow)
She love the way I treat her like she special (uh)
The 9 double M got a echo (got a echo)
Nike Air on the back of my Jordan Retro's (uh)
It's just another day in the hood (what up?)
Black on black big body Beamer like Suge (woo)
I'm too bossy, trick, get off me
Take her to Katana and I switch to Wallabees (uh huh)
Who you know throwing like this? (Like this)
I'm priceless but I keep them blue strips, nigga
I ain't with the playing at all
Hang my jersey on the wall at the Fox Hill Mall (yeah)
We was young and just wanted to ball
Seen homies get sent to the juvenile hall (yeah)
Decades later, we still cracking ho (cracking ho)
Staying at The Cosmo with one Gucci tote (uh)
And it's forest green (green), and you know I'm clean (clean)
Your favorite girl wanna ride with me in the scene (woo)
Yeah, it's a motion picture
Ballers hold your wrist up, we about to flick up
I got the Stussy coat hanging to my knees (to my knees)
That's on All Money In, I'ma squeeze (yeah)
Shoutout my brother Nip Hussle 'fore I leave ('fore I leave)
Yelling, "Other People's Money I-N-C" (I-N-C)
Uh, yelling, "Other People's Money I-N-C", nigga

Uh, I don't know what possess me to buy another chain (yeah)
I cop another set, I need another neck (smoke DZA)
Cartier braces, welcome to Lover's Lane (yeah)
Sprinkle some baguettes, baby, no regrets
Uh (yeah), srpinkle some baguettes, baby, no regrets
(She know my name)
Uh, sprinkle some baguettes, baby, no regrets

Roll me one, uh