Life I Chose

I-I-I-I—
I'm working on dying

I'm rocking these shows back in these clothes (Yeah)
I'm giving them hope (What?)
Been ready to go, got something to show, you already know (You)
Seen friends turn to foes when I'm at my lows, they come and go (Yea)
She ain't no hoe, she walking in VOGUE, she play with her nose (Nose)
Givenchy my coat, yeah, rock it head to toe, yeah
I'm in all black, yeah, bet my chain gon' glow, yeah
And my bro on go (Go), got shooters, they ready to go (Go)
I hit 'em up, I hit 'em up, I hit 'em up
I just had to write a note (Swoo)

They can't take my flow, take my hoe, can't take my soul
I used to be poor, I was broke, not no more (Nah)
Rocking all black, in the night I'm a ghost (Gone, yeah)
Nah, no takebacks 'cause this is the life that I chose (Chose, yea)
This is the life that I chose (Yea)
'Cause this is the life that I chose (Ooh)
This is the life that I chose, this is the life that I chose
This is the life that I had to get ahead and go, go, go (Go)
Hold up, wait, (Hahaha) probably kicking down a door (Shee)
My case, I'm facing two to four (Me)
I'm making every day the most (Yeah)
I'm taking everything I'm owed (Yeah)
Ten toes, ten toes, ten toes, (KILLY) 'cause I can never ever fold (Nah)

I'm rocking these shows back in these clothes (Yeah)
I'm giving them hope (What?)
Been ready to go, got something to show, you already know (You)
Seen friends turn to foes when I'm at my lows, they come and go (Yeah)
She ain't no hoe, she walking in VOGUE, she play with her nose (Nose)
Givenchy my coat, yeah, rock it head to toe, yeah
I'm in all black, yeah, bet my chain gon' glow, yeah
And my bro on go (Go), got shooters, they ready to go (Go)
I hit 'em up, I hit 'em up, I hit 'em up, (Hit 'em up)
I just had to write a note (Write a note)

I just had to let you know when you talking to me, gotta do it politely
When I go hop in the coupe, got it tinted all black, so you still won't find me (Still won't find me)
I had a couple of friends who was fucked up, so I had to leave 'em all behind me (Fuck 'em)
I'm on a test run like Johnny
Fucked the bitch off the Perc' like a zombie
Pull up to the show and I'm about to go, (Hahaha) yeah, yeah (Pull up to the show)
I'm moving the pints, I'm moving 'em slow, yeah, yeah (Moving 'em slow)
Better get out the way, I'm taking control, yeah, yeah (Better get out the way)
You playing with the kid, I'm taking his soul away, yeah
Southside bitch, badass bitch, she just turned twenty-two (Yeah)
Count a whole roll of the hundons and I got some twenties too
Talking about some love
Oh, you want some love, I'm in love with hundreds boo
I'm in love with fucking you, there's an affair with money too

I'm rocking these show back in these clothes (Yeah)
I'm giving them hope (What?)
Been ready to go, got something to show, you already know (You)
Seen friends turn to foes when I'm at my lows, they come and go
She ain't no hoe, she walking in VOGUE, she play with her nose (Nose)
Givenchy my coat, yeah, rock it head to toe, yeah
I'm in all black, yeah, bet my chain gon' glow, yeah
And my bro on go (Go), got shooters, they ready to go (Go)
I hit 'em up, I hit 'em up, I hit 'em up
I just had to write a note (Gone)



Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Ortiz, Khalil Tatem, Nelida Yew, Dominic Paoletti, Rafael Max
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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