Regrets lyrics

[Intro]
(I get my work from a narco)
It's all about the money, n*gga
No cash, all you n*ggas really
Look

[Chorus]
I don't wanna hit no party, let's make money instead
I don't wanna be your friend, sh*t, you might be a fed
sh*t, I might go to hell 'cause I love my dead
I'm talkin' dead presidents in my pocket, bread
I swear to God that b*tch annoyin', but she give good head
n*ggas soak up the game, n*ggas fake, that's what I said
If you don't know me, Parkside is what I rep
I be thinkin' 'bout mistakes, I be thinkin' 'bout regrets

[Verse]
All I know about is pain and hate
It's like I suffer back-to-back everyday
I hope you n*ggas soakin' up my game
I know I'm blessed, but the devil tryna play
I don't want you in my life, I just want you in my bed
f*ck it, let's go eat, I look fly, so put on a dress
I look fly, I don't try, I got no one to impress
I don't even like to flex, I had nothin' back then
I ain't had nothin', had to get my paper up
I just wanna count, keep countin', f*ck a papercut
I'ma keep goin', keep goin' 'til I make her nut
Shorty say she love the way she live 'cause I make it fun
[Chorus]
I don't wanna hit no party, let's make money instead
I don't wanna be your friend, sh*t, you might be a fed
sh*t, I might go to hell 'cause I love my dead
I'm talkin' dead presidents in my pocket, bread
I swear to God that b*tch annoyin', but she give good head
n*ggas soak up the game, n*ggas fake, that's what I said
If you don't know me, Parkside is what I rep
I be thinkin' 'bout mistakes, I be thinkin' 'bout regrets

[Outro]
I be thinkin' 'bout mistakes, I be thinkin' 'bout regrets
You know, I can't be the only one thinkin' 'bout regrets, you dig?
And mine a lot of f*ck sh*t
I just be thinkin' and sh*t
I swear I be rappin' 'bout real sh*t, n*ggas rappin' 'bout f*ck sh*t
That's on God
Ayy, you ain't gotta like me, n*gga, just respect me
Parkside baby, ayy
Parkside baby, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy