Regrets

Run from the past It just haunts me
No, I didn't ask for your homie
I be rolling grass, feeling lonely
They say I ain't got no class, smoking OG
Run from the past It just haunts me
No, I didn't ask for your homie
I be rolling grass, feeling lonely
They say I ain't got no class, smoking OG

Running, running, up to something I can never seek
Running, jumping to conclusions always ends in weeps
Come around when you're horny, baby, don't mind me
Come around, I'm a stoner got this cash on me

Hold me closely
Don't you mind my nosebleed
I'm so fried so hold me
Should've died back then, holy

Run from the past It just haunts me
No, I didn't ask for your homie
I be rolling grass, feeling lonely
They say I ain't got no class, smoking OG
Run from the past It just haunts me
No, I didn't ask for your homie
I be rolling grass, feeling lonely
They say I ain't got no class, smoking OG

Race after race after case this is it
Stay by my side, got that Glock on my hip
Cash-out with my baby 'Grunch' tatted on her lip
That's my shawty, that's my lady, hands all up on her hips
Running from the 12 they gon' kill me fast, yeah
Running from my ex she still want me back, yeah
Fucking on my bitch, you wish that you had that, uh
'Bout to hit a lick, Know that I ain't coming back

Run from the past It just haunts me
No, I didn't ask for your homie
I be rolling grass, feeling lonely
They say I ain't got no class, smoking OG
Run from the past It just haunts me
No, I didn't ask for your homie
I be rolling grass, feeling lonely
They say I ain't got no class, smoking OG