Then i tie you to ma feet to recreate so flooring you is a walk in the park.
Kill everybodythey each got a city to pick to make it our part
They ain't authentic, tell them i don’t even relate
I chose to make mistakes at the age of eight
Brooklyn boy get plenty love, on the turnpike with my philly broad
Fucking drought these are my sufferings this is what i go through so try to walk
I chose to keep pressin' on the pedal, after we mourn
I'm the doctor you my nurse in a uniform
This the road i choose so you know i'm gonna walk it proudly
They gon keep on watching, give em something to see
I pray to god that he saves me from the life that i chose
Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those
You left your nigga on his own
This path i choose to walk alone
What i wanna be so i lay on the balcony. we'll walk this road together, through
Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls that you offer them ones but they ain't let you
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