Yeah, cut this * up quick I look up, say I got seven vibes in the studio, you know what I'm sayin'? Yeah, you know, brother, I don't live life to the fullest, you know what I'm sayin'? You know what I'm sayin'? Ain't got no regrets, I can't complain, my life is great I just woke up today, made a hundred thousand dollar play I sold a hundred bags before I was here So many blue hunters, they stickin' like they counterfeit I print this *, whole lotta ones, I'm in the cut I'm goin' dumb, dumb, I'm sippin' act And it's a real deal, do you want some? Same one tryna run with the clique Be the same one throwin' salt on the clique Main reason why I'm fuckin' you, bitch Ain't gon' say * I asked you about it, it's a lie You asked me about it, I kept it 100 I'm nothin' like these other guys I really spent two thousand on kicks And only wear em' one time Yeah, it's somethin' bout a nigga mindframed Diamond thorn, jumpin' jacks in the AP I can make the time change Two hundred hoes in my car log And they ain't got not a name saved Took her out the hood, put her on the drip Now I got a rockin' name brand Me and C.A. had two different spots But he was round the corner doin' the same thing Everywhere I go, my chains hang Free the bros out the chain gang New Maybach cost two-thirty I don't even get my shoes dirty I don't even sleep when I get tired You can see the Adderall in my eye Tiger said he got a drop on the opp I'm fuckin' the slide and shoot up the block Niggas knowin' how we come through G5 by the sun Ain't got no regrets, I can't complain My life is great I just woke up today, made a hundred-thousand-dollar play I sold a hundred bags before I was hit So many blue hunters, they stickin' like they counterfeit I print this * Hold out a one, I'm in the cut I'm goin' dumb-dumb I'm sippin' head, and it's a real deal Do you want some? Same one, tryna run with the clip Be the same one, throw myself in the clip Main reason why I'm fuckin' you, bitch Ain't gon' say * We used to trap in my mom's house Turn a condo to a hideout We can't be fuckin' at my house Niggas be runnin' they damn mouths Walk down on them broad daylight It ain't no fun and no drive-by I'm cool on the love and the high-fives You niggas can't hook up with my guys You can't get out this drip in a lifetime I got outrunned it up at the right time We got trigger whenever it's nighttime We ain't never gon' stop at a stop sign When the wifey, I told him I wanna shine Fend a cool quarter, me and Lee wipe me down I'm runnin' this town Everything I say, fake niggas can't take that New Lamborghini 18 Only thing I do is make clean I don't know why these niggas hate teen Only thing I do is drink lean Rest in peace to Fredo Santana I just keep on buyin' all these fountains I don't wanna go out like that Only thing I do is get rash Ain't got no regrets, I can't complain My life is great I just woke up today, made a hundred thousand dollar play I sold a hundred bags before I was hit So many blue hunters, they stickin' like they counterfeit I print this * Hold out a one, I'm in the cut I'm goin' dumb, dumb I'm sippin' head And it's a real deal, do you want some? Same one, tryna run with the clique Be the same one, throw a sock on the clique Main reason why I'm fuckin' you, bitch Ain't gon' say *