I Dont Regret My Relapse lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy
(sh*t), sh*t (Hey Olly, ah, come on in here, dude)
Ayy (Brrt)

[Chorus 1]
b*tches always play the victim, mama taught me do that too
Jesus promised me the racks, but he can't promise me a boo (sh*t)
I been posted in that place that n*ggas call a three by two
I tell a ho just how I feel, it ain't no holding back the truth (b*tch)
They play my verses in LA, at least somebody heard the truth
n*ggas spam a million brands and think that got— (Uh, yeah)
n*ggas spam a million brands and think that sh*t resemble juice
Generation X, might need a mental institute
Emergencies and butt cheeks on my screen, I think I had enough (f*ck)
Yeah, ayy, I don't regret my— (Uh)
sh*t (Huh?), I don’t rеgret my relapse, ayy (Huh?), sh*t

[Verse]
And I don't know if I should havе text her, I was really testing chances
Now she wanna Netflix, chill it, how come women so demanding?
I don’t know when I should touch her, when the f*ck my hands get clammy?
Nervous to initiate, I'm not the type to take advantage
Mom went through hella pain, she raised a n*gga gentlemanly
Pull out when I'm on the cusp, the world don’t need another man-me
Chicago not the village for me, The Matrix got a different stance
How the hell am I a hero? Barely just became a man (sh*t, sh*t)
Gang, ayy
Cutting off my locs again, I'm sleeping on my self-enhancement
Never had a date to prom, I underestimated damage
Yep, ayy, look
Had to cut my favorite b*tch off, shorty kept on asking questions
That's just how I made it to the top, I kept on asking questions (Ayy, ayy)
[Chorus 2]
b*tches always play the victim— (Yep, look)
b*tches always play the victim, mama taught me do that too
Jesus promised me the racks, but he can't promise me a boo
I been posted in that place that n*ggas call— (Uh, sh*t)
Ayy, I don't regret my relapse (Bleh, bleh)

[Outro]
Yeah, ayy