Life I Chose

Botched hits, failed attempts

Though we never died, suckers better hide

Or regret they tried

Fumbled, 4th and one

On the goal line, I'm 'fin to take it back that 99

96 flow shift, Impala with the cherry wine

Bitches trying to sip, don't get to drunk to ride

Might call up on you bitch you know there is a time

We might need you for a mission

I weigh your living on line, cause they see us getting it

Wonder if its mafia tied, scheduled one lyrics keep 'em high

Surveillance at the marina, they ain't think I seen 'em but I spied

They tried to tail us home from the arena

Hoping that would lead 'em to a lead

We waving as we pass off, peace

Boss fool, people that you got to talk to before you run up on me

Doors you got to be walked through by OG's

Triple OG's, like 1000, listening to Ice T with a frozen Long Island

Trying to get right quick like right now-ish

This is the life I chose, yeah

And this the life I'm living

No matter how it goes, I gotta deal with the cards I'm given

That's why I don't fuck around, don't fuck around, don't fuck around

Cause you know I'll make it down, I'll make it down, I'll make it down

Paper straight but I keep it in the closet

Furs on the coat rack, rollies in the pockets

My girl mom wanted her to marry a doctor

Disappointed in her choice until I picked her up in from the airport in that Rolls Royce

What could you say, the cost to be the boss been paid

I lost some but in the end I won

When its all done they say I was the one

Don't apologize though, I ain't worried bout it

Knew I was ill-er than those niggas the whole time

You smell the difference in my gas when I roll by

I could probably teach a a class

So much work, I make it seem effortless

Everyday sweats I'm in still fresher then peppermints

These niggas better chill before I start rapping for real

Independent hustler, then I got a major deal

Released barges of raw at will and I will, nigga