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Choices Lyrics - Artist : Rockie Fresh
Just a lonely stoner, had some cuddy buddies
But, I cut em off, when she said she loved me I put trust in her, babies in her tummy Cover her biggest bills, I let her keep her money Before the rap dreams, she use to sleep on me Her last nigga left, I couldn't blame homie She hard to deal with but, I see potential She want that real shit, how coincidental Cause I got that, got this Brand new six, leave the scene with a real one Went from Michael Kors watches to Rolexes, the real ones You get a new gift every time I get a deal done We from Chiraq, where niggas come thru and they drill some The city crazy but, for some reason we still love it I got a penthouse with a perfect view of the skyline But, you was with me in the basement on the Westside I knew I had it then I know you think I know my chances slim But, I get in where I fit in Been texting all day, I gotta handle business You want a nigga that's rich and busy and free and broke I got all the time in the world, ain't got no money tho I know you wanna do Monclers when you in the snow Even players fuck up but, you know how it goes You wanna cry on the bus or in a Rolls...Royce Life is all about Choices Life is all about Choices baby You keep choosing me, must be crazy But if they ask me, "Who I chose?" , Imma always choose you Yeah If they ask me, "Who I chose?" , Imma always choose you True Once I made it out the neighborhood, I gave em hope I ain't no ordinary nigga, I just hope you know You talking down on my name, I know you a hoe I'm fresh to death, so when they see me it's like they seen a ghost It ain't St. Patrick's Day but, we get green then we toast I sip tequila, broski pourin' his lean up If I ever fall, you just the shoulder I would lean on I hope you got some friends like you so, I can put my team on And put yo hands to the constellation The way you look should be a sin but, Imma still send my location I know you way too drunk to drive, I got your Uber waiting Anybody can get touched but, we moving safely I see the devil in yo eye, so I'm staying prayed up I use to rap lies, all this shit I made up Now I really got this shit, so I'm so grateful You the bitch I always wanted: freaky and you faithful Life is all about Choices Life is all about Choices baby You keep choosing me, must be crazy But if they ask me, "Who I chose?", Imma always choose you Yeah If they ask me, "Who I chose?", Imma always choose you True |
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