Music Video

Pusha T - No Regrets (Feat Young Jeezy And Kevin Cossom)
Watch Pusha T - No Regrets (Feat Young Jeezy And Kevin Cossom) on YouTube

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pusha T
Pusha T
Vocals
Jeezy
Jeezy
Vocals
Kevin Cossom
Kevin Cossom
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kevin Cossom
Kevin Cossom
Songwriter
Bobby Jefrey Yewah
Bobby Jefrey Yewah
Songwriter
Terrence Thornton
Terrence Thornton
Songwriter
Ross Birchard
Ross Birchard
Songwriter
Jay Jenkins
Jay Jenkins
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hudson Mohawke
Hudson Mohawke
Producer
Bobby Jefrey Yewah
Bobby Jefrey Yewah
Co-Producer
Noah Goldstein
Noah Goldstein
Recording Engineer
Paul Bailey
Paul Bailey
Recording Engineer
Tony Rey
Tony Rey
Recording Engineer
Anthony Kilhoffer
Anthony Kilhoffer
Mixing Engineer
Kyle Ross
Kyle Ross
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Vlado Meller
Vlado Meller
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Chorus]
Yeah, I'm on the move, I can-can't look back (No way)
Screaming, "No regrets, no regrets at all" (Nah)
Wasted time, I can't get that back, uh (Can't get that back)
So every day I go hard
Real **** and all my **** real **** (Real ****, real ****)
Came from making real figures (Too much money)
Nothing less, no regrets
(Let's get it) No-no, no regrets
[Verse 1]
Say hi to the bad guy, say ah to the champagne
Got a call from my jail ****, said I'm doing my damn thing
(Woo) They see I'm doing my damn thing
Magazines, videos, they ain't missing a damn thing
Nowadays I sell hope, what you rather I sell dope?
What I sell is a lifestyle, naked bitches on sailboats
Foreign cars on a freight train for every **** they railroad
Rent-a-cars we road run, money longer than train smoke
I done been in that same boat, I ain't letting this chain go
Representing my **** down 'til they free 'em like Django
It's the same old, just the same old
How the game go, where the pain go, where the blame go?
My mind wanders on a PJ, my mama brought up in the PJs
In the club sippin' P&J on the same arm as my Piaget (Woo)
If I leave today, throw the keys away
But I'ma live today, I wanna see tomorrow, I wanna lead the way, ow
[Chorus]
I'm on the move, I can-can't look back (No way)
Screaming, "No regrets, no regrets at all" (Nah)
Wasted time, can't get that back, uh (Can't get that back)
So every day I go hard
Real **** and all my **** real **** (Real ****, real ****)
Came from making real figures (Too much money)
Nothing less, no regrets
(Let's get it) No-no, no regrets
[Verse 2]
Mama had me in the ghetto (Ghetto)
I was raised in the slums (Slums)
Every hero got theme music, guess I need me some drums (Yeah)
Bought me a five for fifty, I bust 'em down, it was jumps (Woop)
Trying to be fresh as forces, I swear they white as new ones
Streets taught us, streets raised us, had it less determined (Yeah)
Dodging jackers, dodging murders, federal to state pen (Damn)
Uncle got power, now I see him in another ten
We was set up just to lose, Lord know we tryna win
In the pursuit of this power, this masterpiece to the hour
You know it's platinum and waterproof, wear this bitch in the shower
Yeah, we want finer things, plus a plug in the scale (Scale)
Yeah, them plates shining like diamond rings and plaque, can't you tell?
In the hood, I'm a king, King Arthur to the people
'Cept he got his on a Chariot, I got mine in a Regal
Sports cars, Italian leather, Princess Cut with baguettes
Law of physics say them nines weigh more when they wet, no regrets
[Chorus]
Yeah, I'm on the move, I can-can't look back (No way)
Screaming, "No regrets, no regrets at all" (Nah)
Wasted time, can't get that back, uh (Can't get that back)
So every day I go hard
Real **** and all my **** real **** (Real ****, real ****)
Came from making real figures (Too much money)
Nothing less, no regrets
(Let's get it) No-no, no regrets
[Verse 3]
Presidential, I came back, April showers, I rains back
Jumped ahead like June something, still I'm wheeling that Maybach
Time forward, my braids back, Tom Ford and my shades black
Dope boy with a cape on, super-sizing that beige back
All white like Gotti said, Ye told me I'm outta here
Mentioned Ye two years ago, yeah, I got that by the square, woo
And you could buy a pair, twenty or more and we'll fly 'em there
How you acting like I ain't here? D-Boy and I pioneer
[Chorus]
Yeah, I'm on the move, I can-can't look back (No way)
Screaming, "No regrets, no regrets at all" (Nah)
Wasted time, can't get that back, uh (Can't get that back)
So every day I go hard
Real **** and all my **** real **** (Real ****, real ****)
Came from making real figures (Too much money)
Nothing less, no regrets
(Let's get it) No-no, no regrets
Written by: Bobby Jefrey Yewah, Jay Jenkins, Kevin Cossom, Ross Birchard, Terrence Thornton
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out