"REMORSE" lyrics
Niggas where I'm from don't show remorse
I be 'round them niggas by them bricks and by the porch
When up by the trap, I got a beam on my, uh (Sredna in the city)
When up by the trap, I hide a beam on my Glock
I just left the rollie store like a fiend, bought my watch
I keep buying this designer like I need it to shop
Still remember all them days, was selling beans on the block, hey
Girl, what's hannenin'?
That's your shorty? I ain't know, but she gon' bring her friends
Get my pole and post up on 'em, we don't play pretend
Bitch, we smokin' out the pound, the fuck you need a ten?
Got a bad yellowbone that get me freaky
I just love it when she try so hard to please me
I just took a thirty, got me sleepy
I woke up in Hennessy and I was knee deep
Got my pack today, what would I wait on
In the Beamer, in that Jag, you niggas skate off, ayy
Pull out that MAC, ayy
Crew with the strap, ayy
City on my back, ayy
They still call me whack, ayy
I still got them Benji's, I still rock Fendi
Young nigga got plenty, fuck nigga don't test me
Dumb nigga, we slide on if a dumb nigga try to tempt me
Bitch just my side ho, so please don't act friendly
When up by the trap, I hide a beam on my Glock
I just left the rollie store like a fiend, bought my watch
I keep buying this designer like I need it to shop
Still remember all them days, was selling beans on the block, hey
Niggas where I'm from don't show remorse
I be 'round them niggas by them bricks and by the porch
I was in that Bentley smokin' dutches with a torch
You was on the subway tryna act like you a boss
Who really lost?
I be 'round them niggas by them bricks and by the porch
When up by the trap, I got a beam on my, uh (Sredna in the city)
When up by the trap, I hide a beam on my Glock
I just left the rollie store like a fiend, bought my watch
I keep buying this designer like I need it to shop
Still remember all them days, was selling beans on the block, hey
Girl, what's hannenin'?
That's your shorty? I ain't know, but she gon' bring her friends
Get my pole and post up on 'em, we don't play pretend
Bitch, we smokin' out the pound, the fuck you need a ten?
Got a bad yellowbone that get me freaky
I just love it when she try so hard to please me
I just took a thirty, got me sleepy
I woke up in Hennessy and I was knee deep
Got my pack today, what would I wait on
In the Beamer, in that Jag, you niggas skate off, ayy
Pull out that MAC, ayy
Crew with the strap, ayy
City on my back, ayy
They still call me whack, ayy
I still got them Benji's, I still rock Fendi
Young nigga got plenty, fuck nigga don't test me
Dumb nigga, we slide on if a dumb nigga try to tempt me
Bitch just my side ho, so please don't act friendly
When up by the trap, I hide a beam on my Glock
I just left the rollie store like a fiend, bought my watch
I keep buying this designer like I need it to shop
Still remember all them days, was selling beans on the block, hey
Niggas where I'm from don't show remorse
I be 'round them niggas by them bricks and by the porch
I was in that Bentley smokin' dutches with a torch
You was on the subway tryna act like you a boss
Who really lost?
