"CHOOSING" lyrics

"CHOOSING"

Running the streets
I made plenty mistakes
Syrup been slowing my pace
Shooting that fire
Till I burn the whole block
I'm hitting yo head with with a k
If you want problems I spray
Send em to heaven I pray
Diamonds so bright that they glow in the dark
Almost as cold as the pain in my heart
I've been the one
Yeah I knew from the start
Me and the money ain't never apart
Fall from the sky
Made a wish on a star

Shawty she choosing
Come get in my car

Shawty she choosing
Come get in my car

Shawty she choosing
Come get in my car

Shawty she choosing
Come get in my car

Shawty she choosing
Come get in my car

Whipping this soft
And it's hurting my wrist
Smoking a pound in a spliff
I want a diamond the size of my fist
Getting my money to flip
Harder to breathe
But I'm dying to live
Floating on top of this bitch
A hundred and something
Ain't spilling my tussen
Stick with a beam
And that fire be bussin
Bag of that gas
If you see me
I'm smoking
Blunt hella heavy
Can't lift it I'm choking
I keep me a blicky inside of the sofa
And she want a quicky in back of the rover
I double my cup and I stay in a coma
Marble the foyer it feel like the MOMA
I die by the second and live for the moment

Shawty she choosing
Come get in my car

Shawty she choosing
Come get in my car

Shawty she choosing
Come get in my car

Shawty she choosing
Come get in my car


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