Devante Lyrics
"Regrets"

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.