Chose It
You gotta go hard cause if you go soft I mean, you can't even penetrate this hoe
I mean this whole industry, this weed penetrates my lungs and it's into me
I got some to say listen to me
My man I remember vividly why I started this shit
I came up with audacity, respecting the authenticity, developing new strategies
Been thru the mud like a Jeep, I'm pouring liquor in my cup are you feeling me?
And if you don't it's your problem cause I'm feeling me
All white Air Forces, fat gold on the white tee
Man I got white teeth, I brush em like three times a day
I wouldn't trade today to go back to 2008
Cause I get better by the motherfucking day
And if you owe me better bring it back by the end of the day
By the way, any way you put it, I always did it my way
Like this blunt I made fit a whole eighth
I'm smoking and I'm getting high, I'm smoking and I'm getting high
I'm smoking and I'm getting high getting high getting high, man I'm just getting high
This life I chose it and I'm on my grind, I said I chose it and I'm on my grind
This life I chose it and I'm on my grind on my grind on my grind, and I can't get enough
I chose, I mold it, the motive is that the more that I achieve is never enough for me
Ain't shit sweet it's salty like anchovies man
Insult me but it's now or never like Bon Jovi man
You see I ain't here to preach
I just wanna see all my motherfucking dogs with a gold leash
I be smoking trees in Italy when they find me
In the meantime I be killing beats, homicide's my hobby
I'm so chill that even if you try me I wouldn't clap back cause I'm past that
But don't make me rewind back cause I would scratch that
If you touch my fam no problem, Ima go cartel on your ass
I don't speak no ingles, do you get the picture?
Make sure the flash is on I even got my glasses on
I'm hella stoned this weed is Cassius strong
When I'm gone write "real motherfucka" on the motherfucking stone
I'm smoking and I'm getting high, I'm smoking and I'm getting high
I'm smoking and I'm getting high getting high getting high, man I'm just getting high
This life I chose it and I'm on my grind, I said I chose it and I'm on my grind
This life I chose it and I'm on my grind on my grind on my grind, and I can't get enough
I mean this whole industry, this weed penetrates my lungs and it's into me
I got some to say listen to me
My man I remember vividly why I started this shit
I came up with audacity, respecting the authenticity, developing new strategies
Been thru the mud like a Jeep, I'm pouring liquor in my cup are you feeling me?
And if you don't it's your problem cause I'm feeling me
All white Air Forces, fat gold on the white tee
Man I got white teeth, I brush em like three times a day
I wouldn't trade today to go back to 2008
Cause I get better by the motherfucking day
And if you owe me better bring it back by the end of the day
By the way, any way you put it, I always did it my way
Like this blunt I made fit a whole eighth
I'm smoking and I'm getting high, I'm smoking and I'm getting high
I'm smoking and I'm getting high getting high getting high, man I'm just getting high
This life I chose it and I'm on my grind, I said I chose it and I'm on my grind
This life I chose it and I'm on my grind on my grind on my grind, and I can't get enough
I chose, I mold it, the motive is that the more that I achieve is never enough for me
Ain't shit sweet it's salty like anchovies man
Insult me but it's now or never like Bon Jovi man
You see I ain't here to preach
I just wanna see all my motherfucking dogs with a gold leash
I be smoking trees in Italy when they find me
In the meantime I be killing beats, homicide's my hobby
I'm so chill that even if you try me I wouldn't clap back cause I'm past that
But don't make me rewind back cause I would scratch that
If you touch my fam no problem, Ima go cartel on your ass
I don't speak no ingles, do you get the picture?
Make sure the flash is on I even got my glasses on
I'm hella stoned this weed is Cassius strong
When I'm gone write "real motherfucka" on the motherfucking stone
I'm smoking and I'm getting high, I'm smoking and I'm getting high
I'm smoking and I'm getting high getting high getting high, man I'm just getting high
This life I chose it and I'm on my grind, I said I chose it and I'm on my grind
This life I chose it and I'm on my grind on my grind on my grind, and I can't get enough
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Writer(s): Marco Piccin
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