No Regard ft. Melo360 Lyrics

Welcome to the jungle

Let's get ready to rumble

We out here waving fingers just like Dikembe Mutombo

And if you see us you done for

Me and Remy a couple seconds from

Taking the stainless and swiping left like its Bumble

Probably leaving you puzzled

Hundred pieces gone all across the room

Get a broom but I don't think you'll recover

What's with me why am I not bothered when saying

These types of awful and slanderous comments

That's not the way I was brought up (Awkward)

This lack of regard

Wish that I could say it would stop

Blame it on the Jack and the vodka

Is it pain or is it fun, meh

Potato potato least I'ma get paid when it's done

It beats what I been playing before I started this game

I was nothing (Shit)

So peep what I been becoming

This kid doesn't have no other ambitions

He only wants to unleash havoc on you all

And if this is what I do from my closet then think

What if I get spotted by King, Eminem or Logic

It's over for all you artists who think

You can become something while more while I'm in town

Cause I can't see none of y'all do a quarter of the shit

That it takes to be a God up in this bitch

It's hiphop but all of you just sit and stick to your garbage

Like recycle stickers

Just reusing topics that stink

No regard for what you think (What you think)

Or what you say (What you say)

Or what you do, if you got something to prove better run

Cause you ain't safe (You ain't safe)

Coming through (Coming through)

No regard if we end up trampling you

No regard for what you think (What you think)

Or what you say (What you say)

Or what you do, if you ain't part of the crew you better run

Cause you ain't safe (You ain't safe)

Coming through (Coming through)

No regard if we end up trampling you

Melo360 young I'm trying to tell ya

I got the drop now

It's operation lockdown like Helta Skelta

(Your name what) I can't even spell ya

This shit real homie

I can get you drilled if you in Australia

Bars official dog I never fail ya

Behind the wall nigga

I can get you stabbed for a hundred mailers

Stay in your own lane before I derail ya

Young my gun twerk and

It's black and pretty like Teyana Taylor

Fucking with BlooPA I grab the Ruger

I'm bound to shoot ya

Pile driver nigga Lex Luger

Rock a nigga when I bock em' with the choppa

That's the way I do ya

Snapping off cookies Lorna Doone

Niggas now cap clowns

Niggas wouldn't throw a jacket to ya

Transparent I see right through ya

Parkside taught me everything I know

Homes let me school ya

Mini missile right through your medulla

No regard for what you think (What you think)

Or what you say (What you say)

Or what you do, if you got something to prove better run

Cause you ain't safe (You ain't safe)

Coming through (Coming through)

No regard if we end up trampling you

It's no regard for what you think (What you think)

Or what you say (What you say)

It's fuck you and I mean what I say too

You better run cause you ain't safe (You ain't safe)

Coming through (Thought you knew)

Drilling shit and your homies can get it too

Melo360

(Parkside, Parkside)

UUT

(Parkside, Parkside)

Ay BlooPA fuck they talking about