Devante Fields - Regret [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

All 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 (a confession) You sold me out like concessions You’re a fronter
Used to leave me hanging 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
Misses 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 frien-d dancing on dudes at the club I’m just working late
And I"m just trynna save up Swear that I was faithful cause I really fell in love
And every time that I was serious she gave off a shrug but 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 yall I know, I know, I know, I know, I know But I don’t wanna regret her Life’s a bitch, yall I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, yeah

But look, why am I’m the victim of a girl Who loved her friends more arguing on New Years and she sleeps up on 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 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? Oh 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 nigga 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 dreya, 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