You Can Choose

(Yeah) The reason I rap is I want to love all
It gives me a chance to get thoughts off my mind
I am not worried about nickels and dimes
Or Louis, or CC, or Gucci, or Prada
I've been through the drama
Had rounds with my momma
Got hotter than lava, got knocked on the floor
But got up and scored, then I ran off the bus
To help all of my brothers who struggled with lust
I'm rapping like Durk, and I'm rapping like Baby
I'm doing thing my for real, for real
But this is so real, this is not just a drill
But me and Lil buddies, we not bout the same
Yes I know bout their work and their name in the game
But what I am rapping is nothing the same
You talk like the devil, you talk like a lame
It's all about money and diamonds and chains
I'm talking about Christ and how lives getting changed
We living our lives but we throw it away
Like what are we doing and like what are we saying
You influence the youth, but you never speak truth
So foolish of you to only think about you
And these kids they listen, they listen, they listen
The more that I listen the more I get sickened
The more that I listen the more I start digging
The more I start picking at all of your flaws
You say you're a boss but you're actually just lost
Feel like a prophet predicting your fall
But God's on the mic, I'm just checking it off
It's time for Christ Jesus to meet all of y'all
He said that he's coming he'll be here tomorrow
You're facing a choice, you got Devil or God
Whatever your choice, it lies right in your palm

Are you gone choose the God life?
(Yeah, Yeah)
Or you gone choose the dark side?
(Yeah, Yeah)
Are you gone choose that God life?
(Yeah, Ohh)
Or you gone choose that y'all life?
(Ohh, Ohh, Ohh)

(You could have this God life) The reason I rap is I want to love all
It gives me a chance to get thoughts off my mind
I am not worried about nickels and dimes
Or Louis, or CC, or Gucci, or Prada
I've been through the drama
Had rounds with my momma
Got hotter than lava, got knocked on the floor
But got up and scored, then I ran off the bus
To help all of my brothers who struggled with lust
I'm rapping like Durk, and I'm rapping like Baby
I'm doing thing my for real, for real
But this is so real, this is not just a drill
But me and Lil buddies, we not bout the same

Yes I know bout their work and their name in the game
But what I am rapping is nothing the same
You talk like the devil, you talk like a lame
It's all about money and diamonds and chains

You can have this God life
You could have this God life
You just gotta choose it right
You just gotta want it
You just gotta want it
Do you want the truth? (Do you?)
Do you want the truth? (Do you?)
Do you want the truth? (Yeah)
Or do you like the devil's ways?
Do you like the devil's dance?
Do you like his games?
Do you like hanging around a bunch of fake lames?
Or do you want this God life?
Or do you want this God life?
Do you want this God life?
Do you want this God life?
(Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)



Credits
Writer(s): Jakob Jeffrey Olson
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