Devante Fields - Regrets lyrics

Al the pain

Suffering, you don’t even know, man

Uh, deception, thought you were perfection

All the lies you told me, had me, had me second guessing

Baby you know you were wrong

just please do a confession

You sold me out like concessions

You’re a fronter, used to leave me hangin while you're out your…

A stunter, used to act funny with your friends

You're a fronter, but its all good though

Tried to plant the seed, hoping that it would grow

Uh, like damn, I thought that we were partners

Mrs. Blackman I am sorry for the pain I brung your daughter

Always had her back from beginning to the end

But it hurts when your girl sleeps with her best friend.

Dancing on dudes at the club, I’m just home working late, and Im just try to save up

Swear that I was faithful, cause I really fell in love

And every time that I was serious I gave off a shrug

uh, women always say they want a good man

But when he come around, they wrap him round they fucking hands

Women lie, and I just keep my calm, cause I’m a gentleman

And I was raised by my mom like

But I don’t wanna regret her

Life’s a bitch, all

I know, I know, I know, I know, I know

But I don’t wanna regret her

Life’s a bitch, all

I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, yeah

Look, while I’m the victim of a girl

Who loved her friends more

Arguing on New Years and she sleeps upon the floor

Yelling so much my neck muscles getting sore

Am i wrong for standing up for myself, or wanting more

You’re a good actor, something like halle(halle berry)

She confident around her friends, but shy around her family

I changed her for the better even changed the trend

Anything she says she couldn’t do, I say she can

But I don’t really wanna fight no more

And I don’t wan diss nigga's when I write no more

And I don’t wanna bring chicks to my crib to watch a flick

In my room, on the bed with dim lights no more

Now I’m losing my feelings, I’m loosing, appealing

Gotta step it up, kinda like my shoes on the ceiling

Did I forget that quick? All my bad that I let that slip

But I’mma, I'mma just take a nigga, fuck his bitch

Fuck a nigga, fuck a snitch

You nigga's be playing, you nigga's ain’t even fucking shit

I’m eighteen, I wipe my face with band cloth

I’m eighteen and I don’t talk to my grandma

baby swears I don’t even have a job

I’m still eighteen living that home, up at my moms

I know, I know,

What a fuck? You niggers ain’t even doing shit

I hope you nigga's, I hope you nigga's spitting

I hope you nigga's listen, pockets gettin peter griffin

With that D-hat cause a nigga like the pistons

Got a girl Andrea, she a video vixen.

My nigga, is you really listening?

Had to see my ex-girl standing with my best friend

Cause I don’t even fuck with them

Cause ‘em nigga's faking

So I’mma write ‘till the fucking word ends

Cause now I realize I don’t even have friends.

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