REGRET ft. Corey Vintage

Put a condition on it, no, I can't handle it

Cut off my siblings, you know I ain't plan for it

If you won't sit down in my seat, I wont stand for it

She wanna shake it for the streets, then go on, dance for them

You gotta watch out who you fuck with, folks cancer

So when these goofys hit my phone line, I don't answer them

If you just wanna come over and throw tantrums

Then girl, don't be surprised, I hit my boys and make plans with them

And I ain't askin' for no handouts, offers, favors

These niggas wanna act out, smoke 'em, papers

And we don't e'en get mad at the hoes and the haters

'Cause we already been the topic of the conversation