But i don't got the steak for y'all dishes
But than my dad started to make some choices
Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs
Choices with different voices
Unaware that energies making choices to our eyes are hidden
I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one
Choices make it pointless haunted things in my bed,
My d & p frizest, they haven't seen the streets yet
Bitch you're barely breathin' leavin' on the back of the boat
I feel healthy with weed smoke and an ox up under my sheep coat,
From voices of dead memories because of my bad choices.
Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus
Wasn’t bustin’ jimmy, i’d be busy gettin’ paid
I'm rethinkin the choices i've made
‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing
1st class on him, choices were so disgusting!
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