Testo Regretful - Troy Ave
Testo della canzone Regretful (Troy Ave), tratta dall'album New York City
I know you wanna be with your boy
But you can't and it's stressful
I ain't mean to break your heart
But I did, I'm regretful
And it would be a lie if I said
What we had wasn't special
Although I had to let you go
You should know, I'll never forget you
I'll never forget you
I'll never forget you
I'll never forget you
I'll never forget you
I'll never forget you, baby
I'll never forget you
You should know, I'll never forget you
Now how the fuck could I forget Destiny?
Shorty brought out the best and the fresh in me
She was just a little older with a baby girl
But I'm a young nigga, still tryna see the world
I knew it wouldn't work, but I dragged her along
Reminisce about her while I take a drag of the strong
Goddamn, that bitch was fine
Good food, good moves with the bump and grind
But the fights was bad, my other hoes was mad
Took the numbers out my phone and she called they ass
Making threats with a follow through, bitch I'ma follow you
She always want me stay up in the house, but I gotta do
Things in the street like get this money
When you bees in the streets, you'll get them honeys
Hid away in the cone, sure stay get 'em gone
I was getting back to her, couldn't wait, now she gone
Word
I know you wanna be with your boy
But you can't and it's stressful
I ain't mean to break your heart
But I did, I'm regretful
And it would be a lie if I said
What we had wasn't special
Although I had to let you go
You should know, I'll never forget you
I'll never forget you
I'll never forget you
I'll never forget you
I'll never forget you
I'll never forget you
You should know, I'll never forget you
Chesapeake, you trifling bitch
I'll never forget the day you sucked another nigga dick
Back in high school, 2003
You the main reason these hoes gotta deal with me
Present day, Maybay, you was 'posed to be my wife
You 'posed to have my baby, we 'posed to have a life
Things don't always go how they supposed
We 'posed to be in jail for all them trips on the road
Reminiscing 'bout my silver Benz
You and Xanther in the back, breaking
Forty thousand into stacks and tens
I ain't gon' front, it's plenty times I miss you
I won't put you on front, but you had your issues
Some due to me, shit I was doing me
I do the same to Nate, I did the same to Reek
I'm a work in progress, I'm improving me
But when a woman's fed up, get the eulogy
I know you wanna be with your boy
But you can't and it's stressful
I ain't mean to break your heart
But I did, I'm regretful
And it would be a lie if I said
What we had wasn't special
Although I had to let you go
You should know, I'll never forget you
I'll never forget you
I'll never forget you
I'll never forget you
I'll never forget you
I'll never forget you
You should know, I'll never forget you
R.I.P. to Pop-Pop, I miss my nigga
I get the chills when I spit this, no tissue, nigga
I ain't cried since your funeral, no tears left
And it's been over twelve years ago since you left
You had the gold Rolex, I got on mine today
I remember you used to play Billie Holiday
And like her, I'll be seeing you, uh, later on some day
Playing pool, you once cracked a fool head with the eight ball
I'm just like you, hit crackheads with the eight ball
New cars, yeah I'm into that
Remember how you would do broads? Yeah I'm living that
Say your quote every day, no man is smarter than the next
It's the one who works hardest that achieves success
Carry myself with respect, put motherfuckers in check
You live through me, get your rest, my grandfather God bless
Word
I know you wanna be with your boy
But you can't and it's stressful
I ain't mean to break your heart
But I did, I'm regretful
And it would be a lie if I said
What we had wasn't special
Although I had to let you go
You should know, I'll never forget you
I'll never forget you
I'll never forget you
I'll never forget you
I'll never forget you
I'll never forget you
You should know, I'll never forget you
I'll never forget you
If I got it then you got it, it's no issue
It was a lot of bullshit I put them through
But every girl that I name is official
In the words of the Reverend P. Diddy while I sip this liquor, liquor
Some of these bitches, they roll harder than your niggas
And everybody knows the facts
Troy Ave beating up this track
Yeah nigga, yeah you know how I'm strapped
Every day I'm down for that clap, powder
I'm a lesson teacher, I don't learn shit
I'm hardheaded, doing this thing to my bitch right now
But if you hold a nigga down then I
Promise you gon' go to the top with me
Stay at the top with me
Where you supposed to be
Just be patient, B
Nah'mean?
Don't beef with me, then leave me for the next man
He gon' do the same damn thing
Not be as dope as I am
How do that make sense?
I been fucking mad bitches and they leave they man and I'm like damn
You was beefing with that nigga for cheating but you fucking with me
I'm just a slam dunk, layup
Hit 'em in the back of the trunk in the parking lot
Yeah I did that, that's a fact though
Troy Ave, oh, I get stacks to blow
But I don't spend 'em on no bitches
Tricking ain't shit, I don't care how much riches you got
BSB nigga, straight to the top
May even smoke a little bit of pot
But I specialize in having drug spots
Allegedly
Enjoy the album
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Writer(s): Roland Collins
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