[Intro: Conway the Machine]
Uh, yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah, woah, oh (Hahahaha)
Yeah (Ha)
Yeah, yeah (Hahaha)
Yeah, yeah (I felt like singin', n***a), uh

[Chorus: Conway the Machine]
I did a lot of shit that I regret (Lot of shit I regret), yeah
I've done a lot of things I can't take back (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, take back)
But I was tryna just get my respect (Tryna just get my respect), uh
I'll catch the body when I ring this MAC (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Lord knows that I'm tryin' (Lord knows), but we come up from the bottom
Growin' up, most of my homies was dyin'
You know that I'm slidin' on a n***a if my babies is cryin' (You know I'm slidin', for my babies)
I'ma forever stay solid (Yeah, yeah), look

[Verse 1: Conway the Machine]
Lil Lotto got shot, Mikey B got shot (Psh)
Lou and Jojo got shot, ChineGun got shot (Rest in peace, n***as)
I start my verse sayin' they names to show we haven't forgot (Uh-huh)
I'm reminiscin' about my n***as, I miss them a lot (We ain't forgot you n***as)
Bismillah, city I'm from get risky a lot
Gotta get you a Glock, in case you gotta lick a few shots (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Flip your pack a few times, stack it, and get you a block
Keep your grip on you for n***as tryna get what you got
My n***a Sos up in the feds, he been down for like seven
We fell out before he left and we never got to address it
I still answer every call, when he come home, I plan to bless him (Real shit)
'Cause we spoke about it like two men and I was corrected (Uh-huh)
That's lil' shit, I ain't stressin' (Nah), we still got a connection
He was in the feds with West and I'm solid without a question
Back then, two of the woes hit a lick for that lil' bread
Ain't get them bricks out of that n***a, they still shot him and fled (Brr)
Police caught 'em both two days later and caught the bitch
She ain't know not to take your cellphone when you hit a lick (Fuck is you doin'?), look
I'm from a sturdy block, duckin' the dirty cops
Made a fortune with a fork and a dirty pot, I swear I did a lot
[Chorus: Conway the Machine & Freddie Gibbs]
I did a lot of shit that I regret (Lot of shit I regret), yeah
I've done a lot of things I can't take back (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, take back)
But I was tryna just get my respect (Tryna just get my respect), uh
I'll catch the body when I ring this MAC (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Lord knows that I'm tryin' (Lord knows), but we come up from the bottom
Growin' up, most of my homies was dyin'
You know that I'm slidin' on a n***a if my babies is cryin' (You know I'm slidin', for my babies)
I'ma forever stay solid (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs]
I done a lot of shit that I regret (I regret), yeah
I bust the strap until it ain't nothin' left
I done seen everything but Jesus, I ain't scared of death (Scared of death), yeah
I scrape that Pyrex 'til it ain't nothin' left, yeah, yeah (Skrrt, skrrt)
It ain't no competition on this mic, oppositions want my life
Mama said I can't be hurt 'cause I'm drippin' in the blood of Christ
Set up by my family members, man, sometimes your blood ain't right
Couldn't afford new J's, I wiped my cousin blood up off my Nikes
And kept it steppin', my Ls ain't losses, bitch, I get my lessons
'Fore a n***a get up off this shit, Randy Moss this shit, gotta catch my blessings
Fuck the police, bitch, every time they caught me, caught me with my weapon (Yeah)
Young Kane spit the coldest shit, that COVID shit, it ain't no testin'
Now I lay me down to sleep, pray the Lord this dope I keep
Fifteenth and Virginia, get your issue when you over east
Pulled up in my twist-start, do a show, it's like I stole the key (Skrrt)
Seen snow on TikTok and I said, "It's over for the streets" (Hahahaha)
[Chorus: Conway the Machine]
I did a lot of shit that I regret (Lot of shit I regret), yeah
I've done a lot of things I can't take back (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, take back)
But I was tryna just get my respect (Tryna just get my respect), uh
I'll catch the body when I ring this MAC (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Lord knows that I'm tryin' (Lord knows), but we come up from the bottom
Growin' up, most of my homies was dyin'
You know that I'm slidin' on a n***a if my babies is cryin' (You know I'm slidin', for my babies)
I'ma forever stay solid (Yeah, yeah)